"Walkin' 'round with your head held high. No rhyme, no reason, or why. Fingers pointed towards the sky, everyone knows you're a fucking lie. Sneaking in through back doors, you take and take yet you still want more. Only support what you think is keen, stay the fuck out of our scene. Talk all your shit on the internet, playing music just to cash a check. Come around here, we'll break your fuckin' neck. In the unlikely event you make it outta here, in the unlikely event you get where you're going...there will be no congratulations. No motherfucking congratulations. When it's all said and done, I called you out on your fucking game."
Former member of Fela Kuti’s Egypt 80 unveils a rich, swinging new record that pulls from jazz and soul in its high-wattage songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024