NOT IN STOCK
Exact repro of this 1982 album from NYC's Don Blackman. No one in the western world has gone at least a few months without having one of those weird, prolonged-eye-contact dreams involving this album cover, but the music has also been sampled by the likes of Jay-Z, Madlib, Beat Konducta and People Under The Stairs. And for good reason. If handclaps and slap bass could hurt, this record would beat the shit out of you. "Yabba Dabba Doo" opens the album, but might as well be the title of every other song on this record. "You Ain't Hip" is absolutely terrifying; something like Betty Davis in a cocaine-psychosis mounting a saddle on your back and riding you ass-naked around a shag-carpeted studio. There's a few slow-funk ballads, notably "Since You Been Away So Long," which has its heart in the right place but ultimately goes down as smooth as oatmeal from a paperbag. This is a monstrous and unrelentingly killer piece of sick funk that will annihilate you.