Here's a song I stumbled on. It's by a band from Brooklyn who call themselves Harlem Shakes. The song is called "Red Right Hands". It sounds like its contents may have settled during shipment and carries with it the scent of toasted O's.
I like a song when a song with considerable charms obscures those charms with nonchalance. The vocals on this sound like they are coming from a shoebox but it doesn't hurt a thing. Sometimes shoeboxes hold amazing things. Like new shoes.
What can I say about this song? It is the tip of the iceberg and the iceberg is melting and you can drink the icy water.
Harlem Shakes_Red_Right_Hands.mp3
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