This is just some very serious shit. It's
hard to make music like this; Orchestration, tuff bass and drums / harmony, guitar and keys... heart and soul. This
is the sound of Philly Soul... Disco with the soulful teeth punk rock could only admire, but never even imagine. This is the real deal: The heart on the sleeve & musical sweat on
the brow of artists without enough time,
interest or leisure to be ironic. Written around
the time Nixon was forced out of office due to
Nefarious grey dealings.
A nation in turmoil.
I first heard this when the mighty Mike Dunn played a Ron Hardy Cassette tape edit
of it !!!!!!
at the Warehouse's final
resting ground on Randolph st., in Chicago, 1996-ish.
-->>> it sounded to me like a punk rock band playing disco. I liked it right off.
Take your short pop song mentality helmet off, this is a LONG
song.
It unfolds with a lover's determination
and a dancer's patience.
You cannot watch the video below until you listen to the
entire album track above.
