Saturday, December 22, 2012


Holidays are apparently here...which likely means a lotta robot posting ahead.

I don't remember this from my youth at all, but we didn't even have NOVELTY soul where I grew up. In fact we had to make our soul music from leftover banjos and jugs and Kraft Dinner and we couldn't afford quarter notes and had to make do with dime notes and this sentence ends now.

Good part sampled/imitated to make this:

I dunno if "I am not illiterate, no, not even a little bit/Nothing like an idiot, get it?" achieves its purpose.