Seasons greetings, fellow slackers. It’s that fallow period of the day, somewhere between the exorbitant ambition of a full english and the celebratory salvo of crackers cracking and corks popping that signal the start of even more feasting. Christmas here is mainly about the eating. We only have the 12 different varieties of cheese in the fridge (yes, I have counted).
Anyway, I’m going to utilise this moment to share something splendid. The Frightner’s first and, unfortunately, last record is a soulful spin on 70’s reggae. Released on the legendary Daptones label, this labour of love should be wallowed in during that brief but necessary carbocoma that will hit this afternoon.
I’m not going to overload you with my usual pompous, pretentious stream of consciousness shtick. Consider that my gift to you. Here’s the highlights:
Have a glorious day and then buy this record here.