Pardon the terse blogging today. I've had this shit settle into my chest for two weeks now. She's instructing me to hustle off to bed. The missus sez, "you're not a newspaper. You're sick."
So here's a 15-track compendium of funk and soul. Anything that leads off with Betty Davis and Funkadelic should be able help me expectorate the mucus in my lungs. It's time to bust out the funk.
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