I can make it good, I can make it hood, I can make you come, I can make you go! I can make it high, I can make it fly, make you touch the sky, hey maybe so!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Quintessential Sounds of Summertime 5
The Clash-Rock the Casbah-Combat Rock
The politics aren't checked at the door. Midway through the song Joe Strummer lets his string of socially conscious lyrics expolde into an earth shattering shriek that is somehow fitting and not too long, but not too short. And best of all, it all coasts along on this groove, an underlying piano melody that comes to life during the chorus, the sounds of tribal like free form drumming beneath Strummer's vocals during the verses, and that oh so subtle bass line; so crisp, so clean. And like any good pop song, it does not over stay its welcome [clocking in at three and a half minutes] and it's got a chorus that sets the dance floor on fire. For those six lines everyone's together rockin'the Casbah, whether the shareef likes it or not.
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