The Ventilators

Hip Cats & Kittens, Soul Brothers & Sisters! You feel like you bin waitin' all your lives for a band who REALLY KNOW WHERE IT'S AT, a band who you dig in yer soul and yer dancin' feet! A righteous ragtaggle gang of whiskey sluggin' guitar slingin' harmonica honkin' hombres who TESTIFY fer real every time. We bin hungry for too damn long! My belly's been rumblin' like rollin' thunder! Brothers & Sisters! Be hungry no more, 'cos The Ventilators have just arrived and goddamn if these muvvas ain't brought with 'em the tastiest selection of chicken 'n' grits funk, hot bubblin' blues gumbo, greasy finger lickin' SOUL you ever did see. Yessir, we're all gon' git nice 'n' fat at The Ventilator's RnB Saturday Night Fish Fry, and when you bust outta ya pants just pull on yer Momma's Sunday dress and keep on eatin'! Ever wondered what'd happen if Muddy Waters had hired Booker T & The MGs as his band? Too late to start wonderin' now, you muvva: The Ventilators already came up with the answer. Memphis Stax Soul & Chicago Chess Blues: The Ventilators sho' know how to lay down a groove. Make no mistake, these cats is the real deal. Heavy, heavy, heavy. The Ventilators have done my head. They're gonna do yours too



Paul Fuzz (Bitch ass writing mudda fucka)