Dark City Sisters - Langa More

The Dark City Sisters, looking pretty casual, but singing otherwise.

Imagine sitting back and relaxing after a nice strong breakfast, sipping on some coffee or tea, or whichever sort of caffeine-powered refreshing drink floats your boat I must say, and when you're done fantasizing, ask yourself, what's missing in this little portrait?

A little bit of nice musical massage of course, and if you stick around this blog you'll never run out of raw materials.

A gem from the album "Star Time with Dark City Sisters", which was released in 1964 and was -according to my observations- a huge hit in South Africa, this song features the smoothest female vocals I have ever come across. And to my credit, I have lent my ears to many female vocalists before. Those sweet, joyous guitar licks do a noteworthy job of complementing the vocals as the ladies take a break from singing. 

A song so sweet and soothing, that if you could trade it with a pinch of fresh grass (you know, those that are very popular in Amsterdam, for some reason people travel to that city to enjoy some grass without police interruption. Oh how mighty are the fuckeries of the human race!) or a long night of sleep between silk sheets it would be a win-win business affair.

Enjoy.

Asha Puthli - Space Talk

Cool album cover. Drowning in pieces of cloth. And yet she won't give a shit.

Heck, I hate it when some newbie bass players pretend to be interested in, or ehm, become oriented towards funky music, just because it is "bass-driven". Word, dude. Quite inevitably with that kind of purely pragmatical shift of tastes, they end up being a fan of Red Hot Chili Peppers at the very best. Worse is they start to appreciate any crappy song that has a fairly audible bassline. Jesus!

Images of failure deeply saddens me. I'm here to help everybody as a music enthusiast, so here you go my fellow bassist, a good track to help you convince yourself that they did not pick you as a bassist just because you sucked at playing electric guitar.

Big props to Asha Puthli and her backing band for this mellow Disco number, dating back to 1976. Some people say that her voice is more annoying than sultry, but I'm not on the same page with those people.

Talking about pages, I and my blog had to go through a revolutionary phase. From now on, instead of that kickass flash player you'll have to resort to embedded YouTube links. Shame really, they used to make my blog look like a spaceship. Now it looks more like a "spread the God's word" blog with occasional links to fierce sermons. Anyhow, each departure is an arrival, and vice verse.

Oh yeah without further ado;