A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Express train
It really is a shame that many people default to the '70s when they think about funky music. More often than not, it's the taut, mechanical bounce of '80s grooves that puts the silly looks on my face. And that's before we even get to those heavenly pitch bends and break dance magic. Here's a track that suffers from none of the dubious authenticity of yesterday's. A hot chestnut from days of block parties past. Also a total short-lister for my wedding dance party soundtrack.
We are not in it for the money. Songblague runs on communitarian values, love of music, and a dash of vanity. If you like what you're hearing, please purchase it from one of the remaining retailers who would like to sell it to you.
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