Over produced, way too many genres going on. This disc is jammed packed of terrible tunes, most songs start out alright, but then get fucked up by some mexican sounding horn player. Or a Ben Folds Fivish background singer. Shooter tries very hard to get his voice to sound unique, but it might help if he goes to singing lessons or something. The gasping for air in his "country rap rock" songs gets quite annoying. Any uniqueness gets washed away and drowned out by the staleness and boringness of the songs throughout. This is what Hank 3 is talking about when he sings; "Cause the kind of country I hear now days is a bunch of fuckin' shit to me..."
