from the LP Gangster Love, Gold Plate Records, 1976X-mas shopping is almost always a major pain in the ass. No matter how you cut it, the whole process is labor-intensive and generally annoying once the actual purchasing commences, mainly due to the ruthless nature of our fellow holiday shopping peers (not to mention, the understandably blasé demeanor of service staff who have been saturated & inundated by trashy people screaming at them about deals they supposedly saw in coupons that they, magically, now don’t have…ugh, get the fucking net). Pompous assholes from the higher SES bracket always get a bit crazier this time of year too, determined to find items that are so expensive as to eliminate the possibility of common folk flossing the same steez. With that in mind, I think the woman on this LP cover would be the ideal individual to have with you on any seasonal shopping adventure, perhaps on the Michigan Avenue of this song’s name (one of the higher-end destinations found within the Windy City), because she’s not the kind of woman to tolerate any sass---better believe this bitch will rob you. Porn-ish stringed licks & fatty brass tricks make this instrumental number a real barn burner, particularly toward the end, around 3 minutes in: get, get down.
