I, Breeder

For a country with no significant groove shortages or dearth of booty-bass, it is rather paradoxical--some would even argue downright tragic--that two-thirds of all children born in America today suffer from a debilitating funk deficiency...

Any clinical trial tests in the pipeline?
Funny you should ask. We are now pleased to heartily recommend a product new to market this month: "Let's Go Everywhere" by Medeski, Martin & Wood. The trio (keyboards, drums and bass/guitar) has conducted extensive research on the effects that soul jazz, electro-funk, reggae and atonal freeform improvisation have on adult funk-morbidity. The encouraging results of nearly two decades of experimental lab work have resulted in this new "children's album." The funk is very, very strong with MMW and this record is no exception: look no further than the "Where's the Music," heavy on electric piano and intricately syncopated stop-time, or the slithery "Cat Creeps." Speaking of slithery, John Lurie (another dedicated funk soldier and unlikely friend-of-child) makes a deliciously absurdist cameo on "The Squalb." There are train songs, plane songs, pirate songs, pat-a-caking songs, banging around the kitchen songs--all designed to get your child up offa that thang.

The groove is grown-up deep throughout--and so is the appreciation of a funk-starved nation of children. So go forth and, to borrow from the title track (itself borrowed from Johnny Cash), go everywhere.