Good ol' Vic Tooten Wooten. Buck-toothed bassist extraordinaire lets his inner funkadelic shine through. You can tell Vic absolutely adores Bootsy Collins. This is a straight up fun album, although there are few cringe-worthy moments, especially the so awful its brilliant "Cell-Phone". Vic is like a man possessed on that fretboard. Get him and Buddha Dickens in a room together and see what happens.