Medicine
$19.95
MEDICINE by Solomon King
Review by Playboy Magazine contributor Ashley Jude Collie
Today’s charts are jammed with sappy performers who can’t really sing and don’t play instruments and who are created by record companies with the sole purpose of milking our kids of their cash. Did I hear some exec say, “We just need customers who are like sheep andMEDICINE by Solomon King
Review by Playboy Magazine contributor Ashley Jude Collie
Today’s charts are jammed with sappy performers who can’t really sing and don’t play instruments and who are created by record companies with the sole purpose of milking our kids of their cash. Did I hear some exec say, “We just need customers who are like sheep and go baaaaaaaa, and performers who have their dance routines down pat!” Face it, when it comes to modern music it’s all about being served a load of pop and pomp. . .PAP! But every now and again, something makes us want to shout, “Hold on, what’s that?” and then, “Drop a freakin’ needle on that record!” Solomon King’s debut 2009 CD, Under the Sun, earned him a Grammy entrant nomination. Now his new CD, Medicine, strips down today’s over-produced slush and returns music to its very essence. Medicine is an exciting throwback to when the blues and rock made you want to rock and roll! Medicine is a tasty dish, evoking John Lee Hooker, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits and a little of that “bad to the bone” of George Thorogood. It’s raw, one-take, uncomplicated medicine for the soul. Trust us, resistance is futile. . .so shut up and just take your Medicine!