shake your tail feathers

 

Were I to fashion a list of my ten all-time favorite singles, this would be right there.

It’s hard to explain why.

I mean there isn’t much to it.

Not lyrically.

Not melodically.

But what there is, well, it’s just a real righteous groove, with an insistent cowbell, swelling, swirling horns, and exhortations to do the funky chicken.

The effect is like a party on plastic.

I was in a cab in Chicago once and called up this slab of Windy City funk on my iPod and I can tell you that it never sounded so good as it did then.

 

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