Al Green’s 1971 third album is easily his funkiest outing, full of hot, steaming swamp grooves and that laid-back languid southern funk all defined by his distinct, yearning vocals. It’s mostly slow-paced, but even when they up the tempo, the music is played unhurriedly, as though the hot Memphis temperatures shaped how the musicians played. It’s an album that compares well to the ’71 output of contemporaries like Curtis Mayfield, Isaac Hayes, and Marvin Gaye, a genuine slice of weighty Memphis swamp funk.