L.A. Style - James Brown Is Dead

This record has tremendous memories attached to it.

Picture the nascent stages of the american rave scene in a sleepy little college town in Upstate New York. A dj who can't even mix records drops this to a crowded bar of alternative rock heads only to find them going mental on the tiny dancefloor, spilling beer and screaming. Out of the crowd comes a girl dressed in a brightly colored outfit with beads around her neck. "Frankie Bones says peace and love" is what she says putting beads around the DJ's neck and then quickly disappears into the crowd.

ps. The record was a landmark, though quite dated by today's standards and was played to death from 91-92. It still makes me smile and remember those days.