I've only got record shops left... Member since Jan 2013 34 Points
Hang out the stars in Indiana... "I sometimes wonder where Norman is now. Probably wintering with his mother in Guildford. A cat, rain, Vim under the sink, and both bars on. But old now, old. There can be no true beauty without decay..."
Sophistication, syncopation... this little ditty still grooves like a mother... the drummer on this track is extraordinary. So is Al... In fact so is everyone playing on it... this is a moving, grooving fine, fine thing.
Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow Member since Jan 2011 4138 Points Moderator
Lanark wrote:
Sophistication, syncopation... this little ditty still grooves like a mother... the drummer on this track is extraordinary. So is Al... In fact so is everyone playing on it... this is a moving, grooving fine, fine thing.