There are a lot of great things going on with this song. The first is the groove: it's undeniable. A nine-and-a-half minute take on the old Wilson Pickett classic (by the same name), the California Honeydrops (their name-another great thing about this band) infuse the original soul classic with a little more swing, a little more optimism. While the original was almost a plea, this one seems to be more of a suggestion. The band themselves have a great story and the track shows each off each of their individual abilities as well as their combined funkiness. The lead singer is actually Polish, proving that soul is birthplace blind, and the band honed their craft in subway stations throughout Oakland. This live track off of their third album proves that they have come a long way from the damp underground and it's not hard to see why: great name, great sound; soulful music at its finest.