I’m dropping down a guarantee right here and now. I am Broadway Joe in a long fur coat on the eve of Super Bowl III. I am Mark Messier before a do-or-die Game 6 in New Jersey. I am George Foreman and you are searching for a low-cost muffler.
And here’s my guarantee: You will shake your ass to this week’s Friday Mix Tape. We’ve got horns and Hammonds and porno bass lines to beat the band; it reeks of funk, it’s drenched in soul and there’s sheer nastiness shining throughout this rudeboy. Someone last week commented on the lack of new songs to download, and we’ve gone out of our way to throw down some tunes you definitely don’t have on your hard drive. So, without further (Freddy) ado, enjoy…
