I said godDAMN! If Superfly was a car, it would be purple and orange and polish the street behind it because it's so damn smooth. I've been enjoying the hell out of Isaac Hayes' Hot Buttered Soul lately, and Superfly is all the fun of that record with none of the guilt of supporting a Scientologist.All the songs are smokin', and the performances are spot-on but never so precise that they're cold and rigid. I started slouching and smirking as soon as the record came on, which is my body language's illiterate way of saying that something has enough groove to put all the rubbish I had to listen to at college dance parties to shame.
The version I picked up was the 1999 reissue, which has pretty nice song-by-song liner notes, which, as a dork, makes me happy. I'm looking forward to the day where I'm in the mood to sit down and listen to What's Going On, Hot Buttered Soul, and Superfly all in a row. Maybe I'll somehow absorb some cool from the records, but I think I'm too far gone. Regardless, I can't help but feel at least 0.6% cooler with this record on.
I don't feel the need to babble too much particular tracks about this one - it's a landmark record, so there's not a ton left to say. I had no complaints whatsoever, and the foul taste in my mouth from yesterday is fully washed out. I suddenly want glasses and a beard and an awesome jacket.
"Superfly" live back in the day
Performing "Pusherman" in his later years. He may have the corniest-looking band ever, but he still sounded great. He sounds so good that it's hard to convince myself that he isn't pantomiming to the album track, but sho' nuff, it's live from 1988.
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I am nowhere cool enough to comment on this record. I listened to it, and it was badass. I can't say anything worthy of the music. Just listen to it.
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