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Wegotchu

by Crönk

It\'s like nothing you\'ve ever heard, EV-ER. 2 quarts of funk, a pint of hip-hop, several heaping cups of concentrated brass, seasoned with jazz and topped off with a boatload of scorching in-your-face rocking guitar solos and riffs.
Genre: Urban/R&B: Funk
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1. Teasin'
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2. Forever
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3. We Can Be Lovers
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4. Statutory Blues
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5. Da Mission
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6. Stop!
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CRONK is 2 quarts of funk, a pint of hip-hop, several heaping cups of concentrated brass, seasoned with jazz and topped off with a boatload of scorching in-your-face rocking guitar solos and riffs.

Features great renditions of such CRONK anthems as We Can Be Lovers, But We Can’t Be Friends and Beaucoup Ignorant. Beaucoup Ignorant, the last song of their set, was particularly notable for the ground it covered, as the band lost itself in winding jams that strayed far from the original themes of the song. But never fear, oh hesitant listener, because when the jam path came close to being a lonely, narrow and nutria strewn hiking path in Opelousas, the band would miraculously shift gears and return to the heart of the song, placing the crowd back on the good times groove train funking down a pristine St. Charles Avenue.

The great thing about CRONK is that, while they are legitimately funny guys whose stage theatrics are quite comical, everyone in the band is a serious player that can and will blow your socks off. Their showmanship and schtick do not exist to cover up musical deficiency but rather serves to mock the concepts of preposterous rock stardom. Mr. Smoker is a killer drummer who propels the CRONK machine with force and personality. He also sings and raps. Captain Midnight, the outrageous and flamboyant guitarist with thick dark glasses and a beehive hairdo, has a great stage presence that is only upstaged by his skillful playing. the is a mild-mannered man often victimized by the chicanery of his bandmates, but nonetheless he perseveres and contributes mightily on sax and flute. To describe Pretty Tony, I’ll defer to Mr. Smoker’s intro at the conclusion of their set: “Thanks to Pretty Tony, for the singing, the dancing, the trumpet playing, the pretty shirt wearing...” Paul David funks it up on the organ and at times is even allowed to emerge from behind his instrument and rap to the crowd...


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