Archive for the ‘Fats Waller’ Category

Ace. Other than that (distinctly old-school) word, I’m fucked on this. Imagine Bugsy Malone all grown-up. Imagine Ray Charles drinking whisky and complaining about ‘the bidness’. Imagine Baloo from The Jungle Book rocking about, being a monkey. Okay, you’re there. Not much I can say about this album, except to froth at my various orifices [...]