You're My Chance
Posted by Black Shag | 4 comments
Posted by Black Shag | 4 comments
Sometimes we like to kick it smooth. This is a rare modern soul jam from around 1985 on Money Three Records. It has a bit of a vibe as if Janet Jackson's mom is singing it. Anyway, you are too smart to miss the epic party that Beat Electric is throwing this Friday. It is at Mezzanine and it is free if you RSVP, just follow the instructions and make sure to drink a lot once you are there so we can throw this party again.
Rose Davis - Too Smart For That
Posted by Joel Brüt | 5 comments
Labels: boogie, modern soul, Rose Davis
Some cuts I don't want to post for no other than the artist names and track titles are too long, don't fit in an ID3 v1 tag, are easily misspelled or are a pain to type with one finger. These selfish artists had no appreciation for the fact that I may want to post their work, for free, on the internet one day.
Trigger Finger And The Space Cadets' Defend It U (Video Freak) (The New York City Club Mix) was written by Tony Rose and Charles Alexander of Prince Charles And The City Beat Band fame. Watch out for the other couple of 12s and the handful of 45's that also came out on Solid Platinum Records, I have another somewhere and I swear it also starts with the same wolf howl sound. This isn't just a killer indie electro funk jam, its a poignant social commentary of the emerging impact video games were having on young people in 1982..under the guise of a killer rare indie electro funk jam..
Trigger Finger And The Space Cadets - Defend It U (Video Freak) (The New York City Club Mix)
Posted by Black Shag | 11 comments
Well let me start off and issue another apology for the lack of posts this summer. I have been a bit buried in the weeds as of late. This weekend I move to Los Angeles leaving all three Beat Electricians scattered across the California landscape. Not to worry, once I get settled in it will be back to business as usual. So if I can get Black Shag to come out of his morphine induced coma, this weekend we will pack up the moving van and head down to the sunny beaches of Southern California to seek out Sean Michael and his band of goth-model boogie warriors.
Anyhow, on to the music:
I believe we have probably posted more joints off of Prelude Records than any other label and that's fine by me. Don't worry I have some deeper shit on the horizon to satisfy the elitists, but I must say The Key by Wuf Ticket aka James Mason is solid gold and particularly the The Francois Kevorkian dub is a favorite from the Prelude catalog. Just avoid the groups first 12", a boogie-rap entitled Ya Mama. Not a good look.
Wuf Ticket - The Key (Instrumental)
Wuf Ticket - The Key
Posted by Magnum | 4 comments
Labels: Boogie-Funk, Prelude Records, The Key
Posted by Black Shag | 6 comments
Ron Richardson is thought of amongst diggers as a Canadian artist, but I think this is simply confusion due to the fact that his best known funk 12" grail, 1983's Ooh Wee Babe, came out on a Canadian imprint whilst he was working up there in the early eighties. A later 1987 vocal house release called Treat Me Better came out on the US based Herbert label. I think he is from the American East coast, or at the very least he lives in New York State somewhere now, from where he bases his touring rock'n'roll oldies revue, making the rounds of casinos, resorts and hotels and so on. Ron spent many years on the Vegas circuit as part of the Drifters, Coasters & Platters, Marvelettes show that ran for 10 years at the Sahara, I think it still probably runs. He can also be found credited on a Luthor Vandross CD from the nineties and some other popular gospel albums from that era. Book Ron for your event in the greater Tri State area today.
I saw an mp3 of Ooh Wee Babe floating around not too long ago, but the rip and quality did not do this rare dancefloor winner justice, so here is my attempt from the one of the best of the minty copies I have lying around being used as beer coasters in my ivory throne room.
Posted by Black Shag | 6 comments
I long for the dog days of summer. It feels more like early spring in Northern California and San Francisco feel like, well, it feels like it always does. I guess that's why my ideal of a matinee rooftop pool disco party does not exits here. You have to go down to LA and have Blog Haus beaten into your head to enjoy that kind of party; or to Miami for some smooth Condo flavor. Enjoy this heavy Italo Electro tune from 1983 as you lament with me.
Mirage - Woman
Posted by Joel Brüt | 4 comments
Labels: Italo