" The spectacle of wild-eyed and blues-wailin' barefoot shaman Little Earl, bouncing like a juiced-up Rasputin as Rice’s funky synths and gospel swells and the righteous ramalama of Almquist and the Cartwright brothers fill the room with merciless grooves is enough to turn hypnotized dancers into quivering puddles of sweat. "
"... Little Earl’s voice, a powerful enough instrument that the hairs on the back of your neck aren’t just standing, they’re dancing, threatening to pull themselves directly from the root. "
"...this dark and delicious fare...simply cooks on high heat, and a spicy Funk/gospel/soul stew emerges"
“The Hudson Valley’s undisputed bar-band juggernaut, a hard-edged, soul/funk-based party machine— capped by the fiery voice of Little Earl — that never fails to move the feets and seats of area dancers. The sweat,and the beer, is sure to flow.”