Recently reintroduced into the lexicon courtesy of Bay, n since heavily quoted.
Last saw this vinyl floating atop six feet of water in a rented duplexes basement. Retrieved, caked in filth, unable to spin I craved the day this was returned in digital fashion. There were renditions found on the P2Ps but the levels too hot for easy listening. Bay sniffed out a winner and here it is for universal consumption as an homage to just how vicious this outfit was in their prime. Later releases fell on the side of too legit funk or straight up party music. Fried Milk is the essence of a schizo trio finding its way out of the doldrums of Wisco HC.
This was our Red Hots. Kiedis can suck it.
2 comments:
tar babies were god. even here in LA...we knew that this was the real sheet... the peppers NOT. They were the sound track for a wonderful part of my life
Any chance of a re-up? This was such a great album and I would love to hear it again.
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