So, the Rev. Jenner J. Hull ran into an old friend whom he hadn't seen in a month or so. After the obligatory greetings and inquiries as to "What's happening," the first thing he says is...
"Yeah, so my dog pissed on my ass the other night."
It may have been the first time I ever heard that sentence, but I hope it ain't the last.
I've also decided to coin a new phrase to describe the dial-up connnection I now find myself stuck with.
"Uphill Molasses." I feel that it's self-explanatory. You can also add your own qualifiers depending on the severity of your situation. "Frozen Uphill Molasses." "Uphill Molasses Underwater." "Uphill Molasses on a Dead Sloth."
Because of the Uphill Molasses, I don't feel like hunting down a video of the next Cut (if one even exists).
Karl Denson's Tiny Universe - "Because of Her Beauty" (From "The Bridge")
A musician buddy of mine would refer to this as "The Panty Dropper."
Regardless of your gender, sexual orientation, or taste in unmentionables, the soulful, soothing jazz/Funk of Karl Denson may not rile your loins, but it will cause uncontrollable booty shaking.
Besides great lyrics (love, love, love the chorus), Karl and the fellows (including trombone master Fred Wesley) keep a solid, flowing Groove throughout. There's not as much free-form jazz lunacy as some of the other Cuts from the album (all great, by the way) but it offers a good, smooth counterpoint for those that want to slow the Funk down a bit.
As always, Karl and his Tiny Universe flat-out refuse to disappoint...