let’s do. the battle begins at 1:46, and you better get out of the way. by-tor and the snow dog are about to get it in, bro.
Well gee, thanks. I already heard the whole thing.
Still, the mistery shone through…
By-Tor…
Fuck, enough Rush.
Let’s wash it down with the Theloniest Monk.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TwgWxcVEJOw[/youtube]
For the full album: &list=PLp1OjP0tJn_HfQCuCEEvIHIzrulTvK6bl
Good taste as always. The strings as an extension of earth.
I’ve seen that album credited to Fred McDowell as well, so who knows.
But I’m not putting any sugar in my coffee this morning.
If I played maracas, I’d probably play them like that guy.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQyv5CuwHdo[/youtube]
I wanna take that cuatrista on a date.
I just had the misfortune of hearing this song on my way back from the theater, and was so traumatized by its unspeakably bizarre nature, I felt compelled to pull over and listen to it again.
I think this kid is picking up where that chick ‘lord’ left off. What’s that’s song… ‘lemme be your ruuler… ruuuuuler… you can call me queen bee, something something.’ Same kind of stuff where the standard pop is so played out, everbody’s racing to come up with the next weirdest shit to lay claim to some hint of originality. And since it’s becoming harder and harder to be original, the music has to get weirder and weirder.