USA, 1970, funk rock / funk
This debut is sexy from the start, and unapologetically so. The opening track establishes the background, summarizing a journey of one man who went ’round the sun to find the moon, or a quest that ended in understanding that coolness is within and you carry it with you, no matter how far you travel from the roots of your home. Music is rooted in the soul–you know, that place where you roll joints with toilet paper–whether you’re in NYC or some North Carolinian back country. These cats wield psych and funk with equal proficiency, and both form a dual-grooviness that cannot be denied. Wait…did he say he came from North Carolina? Okay. But what planet? Wherever it is, I’m sure they don’t eat Corn Flakes there the way we do.