Norwood Fisher's bass had more slap and funk than a year of Rihanna and Chris Brown.
The dude sounded like Michael Jordan was running across his fretboard. Like Kelly Slater in a rip curl. Like an infinite loop of a Tony Hawk 900. Never heard such great bass playing in real life.
The music rang out hit after unstoppable hit, running through the history of American sound like a jukebox time machine. Fishbone styled on Muscle Shoals, Philly, and Chicago, Sam & Dave, and '60s Motown. They sounded like good time Charlie Brown, a Carolina beach jam, live on WLAC, Harlem, Curtis, Chuck Berry, Funkadelic, and the JBs at a frat house, a row house, a juke house, and a shine house. Professional than a motherfucker and they made it look easy. They are way beyond a punk band. But they even did that too.
LEBO painted through it all.
People drank and got fucked up. So cold out, they needed whiskey transfusion.
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626 S. Miami Ave., Miami, FL
Category: Music
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