It was a few years back. Carbon. Funkmosphere. Dam Funk. Popping and locking. This song was played there one night and has been stuck in my head since. And, take into consideration, I am exposed to a lot of music.
Last week, Carlos, a friend and supporter of Music For Dancers, gave me a copy of this lp. It has since been hard to take it off of the turntables. Last Sunday morning I played it three times during our family gathering. It only left me hungry for more. Think Prince on fire. Think grandiose orchestral breakdowns. Think operatic space funk. Think Music For Dancers.