Mr. Magic

Grover, RIPQuestion: is it a “plug” if it occurs on a blog that nobody reads?

Answer: Yes.

Backroom Records and Tapes (soak up some of the love here via an endless banquet) sold me a Kitty Wells record (bought to see just what Katie’s been swooning about all this time) as well as Grover Washington Jr.’s 1974 opus, which no self-respecting ex-Philadelphian should be without.

Feel the high-gloss cover… read the white-on-black text… luxuriate in the funky funky babymaking sounds of Bob James. Creed Taylor, ladies and gentlemen; your guarantee of 70’s cratedigging quality. Plus, cake.


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