A pretty Cool Horny/ bluesy/ country/ rock track you have here.

holy sweet mo-zoo! i feel like somebody just gave me joe cocker’s band for christmas & since it’s YOU, i humbly accept. the track is bawdy enough, but that bass line is… freakin’ obscene. thanks very much.

“Rock ‘n’ roll will make you rant and rave. It will send you to an early grave. But at least that’s better than the other ways”—Larry Raspberry

I like the notion of spirals, and of lines and shapes that extend from a focal point and expand everywhere. When it comes to bar band music, this song fits on the geometric jazzline which stems out of Memphis, Tennessee. You can hear this music in bars and honky tonks and juke joints all starting from the queen city of the river blues and threading all around Mississippi, northern Louisiana, rural Alabama and even a thread leading into the hillbilly country constituting the “Fayetteville sound” in the Ozarks in Arkansas.

If you’re in Memphis when this band is playing you’re in a bar down the street from where Larry Raspberry and his High Steppers combined horns and guitars and a manic singer and Fingers Taylor’s amazing harmonica to create a sound that is 2 parts Stax, 2 parts rock n roll, 1 part Nashville, 1 part Motown, 2 parts the blues and 5 parts unrestrained fun.

This is not a music of guitar solos and long, blow-dried hair, but a music in which people pound piano as if it holds the key(s) to the secrets of the universe, and horns are as close to trumpets in Heaven as 2 a.m. in a smoky lounge is going to come. Somebody might dance, somebody might even sing—but everyone is nodding a head to the music, and everybody goes home in a mood which, if it is not quite satisfaction, knows where satisfaction lives, and plans to visit there very, very soon.

A creative use of this ‘pella in service of vivid arrangement.
The placement/pan of the vocal into the mix might stray slightly, as when you hear this kind of music in a joint it’s always got the sound as if the singer is in the middle of the guitars in the center (with horns on the right). But near as I can tell, that’s just a matter of how the little fellow in back with the Robert Johnson t-shirt twiddles the mixing board buttons.

Love the horn section dude. Just as I get into that groove the guitar takes off and then I realize that my hips are swaying and I’ve forgot to take my hat off! The ivory tinkling does it too.. This lifts panu’s vocals into some sort of jaunty space that grabs the short and curlys and won’t let go. Top work.
I’m not game to “ask”

ok - this had me grinning ear to ear all the way through, because you can tell a musical story with tongue slightly in cheek, while maintaining a straight professional face — until the ending :-) Love it!