Monday, 10 August 2009
Al Wilson - The Snake
I think there is something pretty wonderful about the whole idea of Northern Soul. The story of how a whole generation of Northerners became bizarrely obsessive about incredibly obscure American soul Music mainly because it provided a good soundtrack to their obsessive amphetamine consumption is one of those bizarre tales that makes one happy to live among such an odd species. Plus on a personal level it mean that got to here tracks like the one above, which would likely have passed me by otherwise. Great vocals, dark lyrics, lovely trumpet flourishes and it begins with an absolutely belting wee drum roll. If this doesn't get your feet a tapping there's no hope for you.
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Like. Especially really fucking loud in a dingy Brixton club. The key change kills me!
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