Imagine that the funkiest funk from the West Coast shared a night of passion with the sharpest lyrics from the East Coast. Imagine that nine months later a little musical baby was born, wailing saxophones and farting a kick-snare beat. Got that? This is what it would sound like.
Here, East Coast veteran Talib goes to work on a beat which is nothing short of genius. The way it ebbs and flows, the complexity building into near chaos in the intro, before slimming down to something minimal for the verse, is sublime. Kero One is one of the most exciting funk producers I've heard: his work is consistently musical (but verges into porno-music sometimes, which I guess is appropriate for a Californian)
Best of all, you can download this for free from the incredibly generous patrons of Potholes In My Blog
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