This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Garrett (G. Love) Dutton is one tough customer to pin down. The Philly singer-guitarist is part harmonica-rack folkie, part funky soul brother, part hip-hopster doofus, part swinging jazzbo, part rude-boy skanker, part B-boy rapper — and completely unconcerned with modern musical trends.
The eclectic Electric Mile, his fifth album, continues along in the same freewheeling, everything-AND-the-kitchen-sink vibe without ever sounding contrived or unfocused. Walking a fine line between Beckish folk-hop (minus the irony) and jam-band grooviness (but with more self-restraint), Dutton once again demonstrates that variety is the secret spice in his Special Sauce. “Don’t know where I’m going but I could tell you where I’ve been,” he confesses. Thanks, but I’d rather tag along for the ride.
