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Before Daptone, there was Desco. Before Desco, there were The Poets of Rhythm.
Back in the '90s, a time when most of our ears were filled with the alternating din of angsty grunge and synthesized pseudo-soul.

Though for a time they reveled in the borrowed nostalgia of bell-bottoms and fur coats, their style was always in spite of fashion, not because of it.

They drew from the sound of old funk records, not as a mold, but as inspiration, understanding that sound would always be an origin of their music, but unlike many 'soul revivalists' to follow, they never settled for it as a destination.

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