Thank God Jack and the Beanstalk printed the lyrics to "Baby" in the CD booklet, as I'd hate to simply paraphrase it. The song's chorus ("Hey baby, hey girl, hey baby girl") injects a strong sense of authority (i.e. "Hey!") and purpose to the single, regularly repeated verse ("Baby, baby, baby, bah-bah, b-b-baby"), and helps both song and group to provide valuable instruction and guidance to any artist aspiring to capture the primal urgency and fun of early Beatles and Chuck Berry records. It gets to the root of rock-and-roll worship (chicks), and forcefully stays there, keeping the song simple and powerfully direct. And, needless to say, it's easy to sing along to.

If you label "Baby" as the teacher on this thirty-minute album, the bonus live track "Who Will Save Rock and Roll" is its beautiful substitute, its music and melody nominating Jack and the Beanstalk themselves as the answer to the titular question. As with Creedence Clearwater Revival, who are paid tribute in "Curiosity 99", these Australians show through their songs every great and inconsequential thing that attracted them to rock music: the beat, the humor and the prospects of good drunken times and bad drunken women.

They are not the new Creedence for this generation, however, as Joe Algeri's voice is far too modest, and the majority of his melodies require a lot of work and many replays before they actually lodge in your head. Still, it's a credit to this songwriter/singer that his strong devotion to rock music produced new songs that are devoid of irony, or claptrap sentiment, and just scream "Baby!". Another rock song, please.