Thursday, February 25, 2010

War. Me and Baby Brother. 1974.

So tight, yet so loose. The hallmark of an amazing live band.

Every one of these bad motherfuckers could melt your face with their own chops, but instead they chose to come together to form a Voltron of funk so potent the seeds of thousands were prematurely popped on corduroy boot-cut-slacks nationwide.

1 comment:

  1. Marched right out to the record store and went straight to the w's for this.