Not everyone can be expected to like the hit single off this album, Dan Daley's Vietnam survivor's anthem, Still in Saigon ("My younger brother calls me a killer/And my Daddy calls me a vet"). And The Universal Hand—"You can call Him Jehovah/You can call Him Allah/Or you can call Him Jesus"—may not appeal to people of all religions. The rest of this LP, though, is what the Daniels band does best: good-old-boy country music, belted out with voices and instruments aflying. Prime examples are Ain't No Ramblers Anymore, Ragin' Cajun, on which Daniels gets to work out with his fiddle, and Partyin' Gal—"She filled out a top like you ain't never seen/A wigglin' hunk of sexy in skintight jeans." Well, maybe feminists won't like all the rest of the album.