These Toledo boogie-stoners open up with an ominous riff, echoing and building and panning across speakers like early Aerosmith back in the saddle to record an open-expanse spaghetti western about recovering debts on a horse named Mexico. "The Job," the song's called, and the band never equals it. But their harmonica-hopped backporch-biker heaviness holds its own regardless, ripping down wanted posters and dodging hanging-tree blood as it goes. Eventually Cheap Trick's Robin Zander ups the pitch for six minutes of "You're My Girl," and in "Shoot My Way Out" they funk out with burly 16th notes.