Friday, November 28, 2008

Mother Fucking Afro?

I ate a gargantuan thanksgiving dinner with some Americans last night and now I have flatulence that could be used in trench warfare. Don't ask how that's relevant to today's post; I just felt like sharing.

I find it a rarity to discover music with true depth these days. Soul music cheats a bit because by it's nature, it simply feels so much more raw and powerful. I stumbled upon an absolute gem this week which, even considering the skew of soul music, cuts to the absolute core. The only catch is that I'm still trying to figure out what the word Mofro means.

Headed by singer/pianist (guitarist, hamonithingamabobber) JJ Grey, Mofro shoots like a premature ejaculate from the newly pubescent Florida music scene. Wow... I didn't even see that one coming as it was trickling out of my fingers. Take home point: they're from Florida which, in the past, hasn't had a lot to offer musically.

They started playing together in the late 90's and are still going strong, now with four albums under their belt (where that firm, Florida member sits). Currently, they're touring around Australia on their latest release, Orange Blossoms.

PENIS... ok, I'm done.



-You've got something curious there