(Review by Lance).
R & R; R & B and, natch, a lot of jazz in the mix. Covers. I've no problem with that. If they weren't any good they wouldn't get covered and Hatza stamps enough of himself on them to avoid being accused of plagiarism. There's also some of his own compositions that stand up well. This is 50's/60's juke joint music. The organ/sax/guitar/drums combo conjuring up images of spare ribs, bottles of Bud, shots of bourbon or rye, slinky chicks and cool dudes. Maybe there'll be a knifing or some guy will get a bullet just below his fedora. The band will keep playing. The cops show and you can bet your life that nobody saw nothin'.