You can almost picture Prine and Wiseman recording this, or at least settling down to decide what to record. Despite an age difference of over twenty years, they seem to have a genuine chemistry and compatibility that enriches each song on the album. And despite the fact that Prine is twenty years Wiseman's younger, his voice is such a well worn instrument (perhaps in no small part due to the throat cancer surgery he experienced in 1998) that there's nothing but a sense of equality amongst the two of them. They're just two old dudes putting the world to rights, reminiscing, and having a little fun.
In short: I adore this album. It travels across a range of emotion and sentiment, is never anything other than a splendid joy musically, and sticks with you long after you've finished listening to it.
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