If you enjoy grooving on the funky sounds of peace, love and wah-wah pedals, by all means check out Mama's Cookin'—live.
Even if that brief description sounds right up your alley, I say don't bother buying the band's eponymous album. There was a time when lyrics like "I see you running to the river in the month of June/But that's too soon/ Because July is the time that rely on rhyme" were acceptable. Take, for example, Blondie's "Rapture." As there was a time when running a four-minute mile seemed like a pretty big deal, so was there a time when pulling straight from the rhyming dictionary was still forgivable.
I imagine that live, the band's 1990s flashback funksplosion is enough to distract from singer Zebuel Early's lyrics. Mama's Cookin' is a fine band for dancing. They'll get you sweaty and throw in a few jazzy slow numbers, too. While his voice and delivery are smooth—funky hip-hop hippy Michael Franti is clearly an influence—I suggest that Early concentrate less on imitating the hip-hop flow and more on writing a song that does not rhyme anything with moon, June, night, light, fire or ice. It would be a healthy challenge.
Mama's Cookin' plays the Top Hat Friday, Sept. 11, at 10 PM with cover TBA, as well as Hempfest at Caras Park Saturday, Sept. 12, at 8 PM. Free.