Let me just start this post by saying that it is cold as hell and I’m fucking freezing. I’m huddled up beneath a blanket and am contemplating roasting my feet with a space heater. I mean, I saw the first snow flurries of the season this afternoon and… wasn’t it just summer, like, last week or something? It is only fitting that I’m trying to listen to something that will make me feel a little warm. That something (at least in this case) is Self Medication, the seventh studio full-length from NYC’s The Slackers. The twelve songs on Self Medication find The Slackers doing what they do best; straight ahead old-school ska that is rooted in chill-out reggae, sinister dub, and 60’s soul that sounds a little like Motown filtered through the streets of Kingston. You know, soulful reverb-drenched vocals, killer horns, and great organ playing. Now I remember seeing The Slackers (I think) with Digger at the Fireside Bowl over ten years ago and (at least in terms of the music) not a lot has changed for The Slackers except that they are better now than they were back then. I’m feeling warmer already.
MP3 | The Slackers – Don’t Forget The Streets Self Medication
MP3 | The Slackers – Eviction Self Medication
