[1][2][3][4][5] A reviewer for Aquarium Drunkard described the album as "the melding of personal and musical histories," and wrote: "the group seamlessly weaves its influences into large numbers.

"[7] Clifford Allen remarked: "If there is a 'benchmark' Brotherhood performance this might be it, bookended by the coagulation of slick dance band saxophone lines, brilliant trumpet call and gooey, plastic rhythm of 'Nick Tete' and the ubiquitous rejoinder of 'Funky Boots March.

'"[9] Andrey Henkin noted: "There is no other large ensemble that veered so easily between Ellington Swing, Sun Ra bombast and Globe Unity chaos mongering, often within the same song.

"[10] Writing for the Washington City Paper, Brent Burton called the album "great stuff," and stated that it is "surprisingly well-recorded and features the 12-piece band in all of its freewheeling, Mingus-meets-the-townships glory.

They veer from Ellington-ian swing and South African kwela melodies to Ayler-inspired freedom at the drop of a hat, and Louis Moholo's frantic drumming adds a Keith Moon-like intensity to everything.