Phenomenal piece of real-people gospel-funk out of Tennessee, produced by the prolific Hoyt Sullivan. Even if it's not quite as slick or pretty as some of those big-ticket private-press gospel discs from its same era, its mix of lo-fi sincerity and unpracticed pluck makes for a musical vision of God so singular and infectious you can hardly resist rejoicing along. (Not to mention those moments of frantic jamming scattered throughout โ check the last minute of track one if you don't believe me.)