It’s not just the opening seconds of Tutti Frutti that make you smile - it’s the opening few tenths of a second.
BOOM!
You’re straight in, knowing that there’s quite a ride ahead.
It’s almost impossible to shock and surprise musically these days. Everything seems to have been exhausted. There’s no more boundaries to push.
It’s quite remarkable that an album from 1957 can still give you a whack round the head and leave you with optimism.
This is just bloody great from start to finish. There’s no concealed cleverness, no nod and wink here and there. Just a FULL ON assault as it confronts you with the rhythm and energy.
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