7 brass necks from the central tropics of Cavana are on a quest. This crusade will take some raw funk and place it in a preheated oven (gas mk iv), grill some natural disco and jazz for 5 minutes on each side while steaming some lycra tight horn chops before mixing in an organic rhythm section that’s right on the money. Season with some bluesy rock before serving with some fresh lemongrass vocals.
Certainly these guys know their way around a horn, maybe a groove or three for the night that’s in it and of course the old Ikea kitchen. While their infectious grooves and are enough to recommend this effort to anyone with a pulse, its all that ridiculously greasy funk that drips from their fingers and collects in the gutters of your ears that’ll leave you reaching for their extra fat dessert menu.