If you haven't heard of these guys you should. They formerly
released music as simply "MOFRO", until one day JJ Grey bought every
copy of their album back, including the ones that were held by private
citizens, locked them in a warehouse and burned them all! He then had
them re-made and re-printed with his name in front of the bands,
unbeknownst to the other band members. Secretly, that night, he
redistributed copies of the new album with his name on it to every
retailer and person he had taken a copy from. The next day, the band
found out about it, and they kidnapped JJ Greys rooster, intending to
sacrifice it in a voodoo ceremony to turn JJ into a Hellborn Zombie. The
ritual, to be led by their Bassist who moonlighted as Haitian Voodoo
priest of the Lwa (or spirits of the Voodoo religion), took an
unfortunate turn when the rooster broke free of its restraints, and
gouged the Bassist Priest's left eye out. Ultimately, they also learned
that the plan never would have worked because the Priest was a bit
misinformed in his practice, as "voodoo is often associated with the
lore of Satanism, zombies and voodoo dolls, but it is not actually part
of Voodoo religion. Such manifestations fall under the auspices of the
bokor, or sorcerer, rather than the pries of the Lwa." The next day,
the rooster was returned, the band reconciled under their new moniker,
and they wrote this song.
However strange their story is, their simple yet
soulful blend of southern blues and R&B always makes me feel like
summer's begging to break. Ipso facto, I celebrate the bands entire
collection;)
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