The cover of "Shaky Ground" alone is worth the cost of admission to the Fishbone insanity gala out behind the middle school. Sick production, clever lyrics, and the funk run-eth thick like February molasses. Bugsy? Oh Bugsy neighbor? Can you spare a cup of black strap molasses? "Karma Tsunami", despite it's very necessary message to mankind, had me in stitches. I was laughing so hard that no sound was coming out. Kind of like the squeeking sound that Stern made when Gilbert Gottfried was imitating Bela Lugosi eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and telling stories as the geriatric Vlad Drac.