This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
The last thing the world needs is another Hank Williams Jr. Fortunately, his son Shelton — aka Hank III — takes after his grandfather instead of his pappy. (Given the choice, wouldn’t you?)
And on his debut disc, sometimes the resemblance is so close it’s spooky. That familiar nasal yodel, that catch in his voice, the hurtin’ honky-tonk tunes, the glistening slide guitars — they’re all rendered here as perfectly as if somebody jumpstarted ole Hank and plunked him down in the studio with a ’90s band. Of course, Hank III doesn’t have granpappy’s effortless knack for tunesmithery, but he’s even solved that problem — he covers songs by another Williams soundalike, Wayne (The Train) Hancock. I don’t know what Dad thinks, but you have to bet Hank Sr. is smiling wherever he is.
