I’d forgotten how crazy and greatthis music was. Claps, subsonicbass, acapella female voices, nutty lyrics, great, rubbery, pitch-perfect, jazzy tenor lead vocals, gnarly guitar, a goofy and groovy mix of real drums and machines, odd time signatures, impossible sounding figures, warbley and wobbly synthesizers,suddenly a string section, female lead vocal here and there,abrupt stops andContinue reading “#672: D is for Dirty Projectors”