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):
Ever since John Hiatt sanded down his rough edges a few years back, there’s been a opening for a top-notch, smartaleck roots-rocker.
Well, it looks like the positon has finally been filled by Chicago wiseguy Robbie Fulks. This insurgent country rocker has an impressive resume — two first-rate indie CDs (Country Love Songs and South Mouth) and one equally good major label disc (Let’s Kill Saturday Night). But if you think this album is a collection of cuts from those releases — or anything that resembles a bonafide radio hit — think again. Despite its title, The Very Best Of Robbie Fulks’ 14 tracks are all either new or previously unreleased. But they all feature Fulks’ cleverly sardonic, laugh-out-loud funny takes on romance (Sleeping On The Job Of Love), the music biz (Roots Rock Weirdoes) and political correctness (White Man’s Bourbon). The capper: His ode to ’80s popster Susanna Hoffs, That Bangle Girl.
