I’m dead. This Latin drama (coming first from Mexico and here by way of Philadelphia) vibrating through the angelic trinity known to us as, “The Three Degrees” equates, for me, a lethal overdose of a soul sonic sound drug. (But, “It’s Impossible,” you say. Correct. Yes it is to most…but for a moment, in a recordng studio in 1975, on an album titled, “International” that would soon be released by Philadelphia International Records, it was a new hybrid sound we’ll call simply, Spanish Philly Soul.) There’s just no other way to put it… and no video. You’ll have to see it in your own minds, my readers.
Now, listen. Listen at your own risk but rest assured because it’s merely a temporary death. You’ll be back to life, listening to Sia and The Weekend in about four minutes.
That’s what I said. That’s what SHE said. Well, nobody said it better than this….
Well, for openers…this song sends me right off the launching pad into some kind of third degree heaven. “You’re my never ending breath of mystic light?” Lyrics, people. I know the hair is major and the styles are so right on, but get into the words if you can.
Bling Blong. Bling Blong. (Airport Attention Tone) – This blog is issuing a Choreography Check for the following performance video. Bling Blong. Choreography Check, please.
NEWS FLASH – There never was a pot of gold. I’m pulverised.
For those who may have missed this 1984 New Wave telephone themed track…
This is a house Hint from #PATDRY
A MUST for anybody’s music collection. Jazz harpist, Dorothy Ashby went beyond Afro-Harping on this, her 1970 release. Rare is not the word. Impossible to find for years, I’m giving you this digital version because you deserve it.
because it’s so good, that it should be free.
No words are necessary with this post because there ARE no words that can describe, relate or capture the many aspects of this classic Loleatta track.
This is the Salsoul Orchestra original extended 12″ mix and is the highest quality mp3.