Black Landlord just keeps getting better. I heard the rumors and they are true. The lyrics are better than ever. One about waking up curled around the toilet in the morning "i must like it cuz i keep doing it" and multi-lingual flirting are highlights of the newest songs for me. They take the flirtation to the next level when they sing "let my lips do the talking" and there is mention of naked curves and the best thing I think is that every word counts in this song. There are no slacker words, a picture is a painted, a hottie is hopefully wooed and you are along for the ride.
They have tapped into a great well of energy, feeding off the crowd and then returning the energy soulified. What other band feeds the hungry like they do?
Who else proves their love for the hip hop inhabitants like the LORD? where else are you dancing with a crazy pickle man, playing volley ball with roller girls, quenching your thirst with the finest local beers and hanging out with Philly's favorite philosopher and sprit guardian Fergie?
The day started out with AZN north phillies most dangerous Cambodians and they made people leave the shade to bop their heads in the sun which is saying something when it's 90 out. 130 is a tough time to rock, but they did. 2:00 is more of the same, but Steve-Onpoint and the one party system were also up to the challenge. Here was another performer who oozed belief, like the LORD was later to do, he was bouncing up and down with ever beat, jammin air guitar right along with the band and again bringing peeps into the sunshine. The energy was to continue all throughout the day and it was almost like the sixties up in that place with modern day hippies carrying on the traditions of the flower children, albiet dressed a bit more cleanly, this is northern liberties....
I caught a few songs from at your service and they play their instruments the way you are supposed to play them, loud, kind of a wall of noise, but don't call it jazz because they dont like that.
There was an intersting band with three initials that were also lyrically fun with just the right amount of guitar noises and the fellows playing "get your shackamax on" got the girlies dancing and twirling and did a great job. But I'm not a professional reviewer, I do this for giggles, sorry if I didn't shout you out but the volley ball was very distracting and there was an air conditioner and a phillies game and ukranian women who think im sexy, so.
The LORD looked like the genuine article this summer evening. You feel a destiny about them, their shit is tight and getting tighter. Al was a force of nature, I think I saw him percolating at one point, bouncing around like a mad man and adding his distinctive bark to the tracks. I've never seen him better, the whole band is peaking on the vibe in the air that this shit is for real. The unemployed guitarist brought out some tasty licks and some pornographic guitar meets railing shit that was definitely NC-17. The horns on some of the new tracks are startlingly F-I-N-E. You kinda are used to how great the sound is on your old favorites, but the new shit was like what? Wow. And they finally seem to have come to terms with the fact that "Mea Culpa" is a party anthem. I'm telling you now they are onto something, they have the tiger by the tail and are flinging him around right now. If they are approaching the studio as professionally as they did this show then we are in for some reall tasty ear candy in the near future......