Philly Soul is so deep. Maze and Frankie Beverly, The Stylistics, The Delfonics, The O’Jays, The Intruders, Harold Melvin and The Bluenotes, The Spinners, Blue Magic, Jerry Butler, Teddy Pendergrass. I mean DAMN!
When I was a kid, adults didn’t give two shits about safety. No helmets, no seatbelts, ubiquitous second-hand smoke, playgrounds built for Navy SEAL training. But if you tried to use a pair of scissors, they suddenly feared for your fucking life. So we used these dull bastards.
Spitta and DJ Fresh have entered into that Spitta/Alchemist, Spitta/Ski and Spitta/Monsta territory. Those producers bring a different animal out of my dawg is what I’m getting at.
Don’t be afraid to see these older acts live either. Lot of them still tour. Saw The Whispers and Frankie Beverly and Maze in July with my mother. Maybe the most fun I’ve ever had at a concert.