First of all, everyone should know that this is not Slim Kid Tre from the Pharcyde doing a solo project. Although ths may sound much like the vocal intonations and phrasings of said sing-songy West Coast representative, the reggae-blues-hip hop-jazz influenced groove music here is on a whole 'nother level of expression. Featuring Basehead's guitarist Keith Lofton (look it up) on every kind of guitar a brother can play, keyboards, organs, percussion, marimbas, drums, vocals, beat programming, and probably cleaning up the studio after the session (maybe trying to win the coveted D'Angelo/MeShell NdegéOcello/Prince "oh yeah, I play all the instruments" award), this album has a healthy dose of eclectic soul that even uptightie-whitey Entertainment Weekly gave love to (an "A-" in their December 19th, 1997 issue).

Listening to Life In One Day makes you feel like there's a cloud of fine indo smoke floating around your head. The music itself is as intoxicating as a batch of good, good weed. The lyrics are playful and simplistic, yet hold deeper resonance (f'r instance, the title track's on some Prince guitars and violins shit, "she kept trouble around her so she could be wanted/ she had a good heart but her soul was haunted" or "Little Brah" featuring "What he doesn't know now, he will know much later/ so he owes me a favor") when marinated upon.

The first few times you play this album, it'll just fly by in an easygoing smooth bump, not fast enough to get you buggin' but not slow enough to be boring. When you do sit down and study it, you'll figure out why your mattress has been so lumpy and you're grumpy in the morning -- you've been sleeping on this. Plus, how can you not love an album with a song that very matter-of-factly states, "... I failed all twelve steps baby and I ain't too ashamed to say/I'm an asswatcher?"