King Henry
It's hard to write about King Henry when all you can find is history of the British Monarchy, but who needs details when King Henry has just pushed out his new album XI on bandcamp. I just copped it for an ashamedly low price and its a penny well spent.
King Henry first appeared on my radar around the same time as Djemba Djemba and Mr Carmack, linking up to produce some absolute fire. The way I can describe XI is like Santa's stocking, what's inside is out of your control, its merely how much you appreciate whats under the wrapping that counts, and that is so true with XI.
It's as if you threw all your parents records, CD's and tapes together in a simmering pot, then broke into your neighbours house, found their stash of mushrooms and cheekily, but of course purposely put them in that simmering pot.
One of the standout tracks from the ironically labelled XI is Koomba, which I can only describe as a song that invited me to a black tie event but last minute decided to invite one of the waviest baselines on road and invited its beautifully sounding vocal amigo.
King, Henry..
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