Its not unlike a legend story shared around a campfire in the dead of night by an Aboriginal Elder with one eye and a name with the word Bone in it.
Out of the bedroom broke forth 2 unheard of left field wackos who smoothly emerged as Aussie Jazz/Funk Hip Hop Pioneers along with the Urban Poets and Melbournes Mama's Funkstikools.
But then, as quick as they came they disappeared. From obscurity into obscurity.
In the words of Uncle… read more
|1||You Can't Deny Genetics||
|2||The Hills Are Alive With The Sound Of...||
|3||The Big One Drops||
|4||High Panters Have More Fun||
|6||Flames Over Palm Island||
|8||It Seems To Me||
|10||We Took A Trip||
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