The Mooney Suzuki get props for procuring the utterly awesome sleeve art for their major label debut from famed surrealist painter Mati Klarwein, the artist behind Santana's Abraxis and Miles Davis's Bitches Brew. Pity they didn't apply the same quality control to the disc itself. I'm sure Columbia signed the NYC garage scene kingpins in the hopes they'd add some gritty cred. Unfortunately, enlisting Avril and Liz Phair svengalis The Matrix as producers has whitewashed all the rough-and-ready Detroit rawk raggedness from the Mooneys' sound. They've become a Sesame Street parody of mid-century R&B with a hint of West Coast pop, replete with embarrassingly bad lyrics about groupie-fucking.