This is my kind of blues...raw, raucous, and ragged...there's absolutely nothing slick or polished about this, or any of Hound Dog Taylor's music. Just pure, true blues with a visceral swagger. Although this is a posthumous compilation, it's just as strong as any of the albums released during Taylor's lifetime, the brief instrumental "Phillips Goes Bananas" is the only track that feels like filler. This pressing has a primal, punchy, in-your-face sound, as simple and basic as the music itself, recorded live in the studio with no overdubs. My copy plays nice and clean with no noticeable surface noise.