These Brooklyn funk/soul resuscitators capture the intangible
feeling that permeated the very air of the Stax and Muscle Shoals
studios in the late ’60s and early ’70s. It’s the same feeling that
launched thousands of hiphop records and ignited countless house
parties and club nights. Sharon Jones is a fiftysomething dynamo
who reimagines James Brown as a BBW: She’s a whirlwind of sassy moves,
soul-
shaking lung power, and delightfully flirtatious stage
banter. Her Dap-Kings are A+ students of soul music who sound anything
but academic. (Showbox at the Market, 1426 First Ave, 628-3151. 8
pm, $23 adv/$25 DOS, all ages.)
Dave Segal is a journalist and DJ living in Seattle. He has been writing about music since 1983. His stuff has appeared in Gale Research’s literary criticism series of reference books, Creem (when... More by Dave Segal
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“[S]ensually vivid yet narratively vague.”
Nice one, moron.
yeah, seriously. you guys hype this band so much, and NOBODY likes them.
Well, I like them.
i like them.