There aren't many things I love more than beats. I love it when producers fire the rapper because that means I get to ride my own flow in my dome without the incessant "uh, yo" of today's rapping rappers.
But the beat has to murder.
SO THEN I TRIP OVER THIS FAT ASS BURNING LOG OF HELL YEA LAST WEEK, and it's some group of bros producing under the moniker House of Spirituals. Not only can I get the fuck down with a name like that, I'm sort of giddily forcing myself to try and relax while bumping off their new new titled "Too Many Days". But I'll tell you, it's difficult letting a vibe like this relax you when all you wanna do is clap in front of your body after extending your arms behind your back and tilting your head back towards the sky.
The crisp ass snap of this track is so fucking 'Saturday morning off work' I'm stopping for coffee, even though I already made my fucking coffee. This shit reminds me of the Chicago spring thaw, where motherfuckers are wearing shorts once we hit 45F, BBQing once the wind isn't knocking you sideways, and sitting on their porch for as many hours as the sun allows.
If you aren't inside this House of Spirituals, knock knock and come the fuck on in motherfuckers. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. PLAY, SMILE, NOD, REPEAT.
EDIT: I stand corrected. This is a remix of a group of bros called House of Spirituals by a group of bros called White Pony Dub. If you were wondering why I never write about or share remixes, it's because I NEVER KNOW WHO DID WHAT AND THAT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I CAN'T READ. Which I can. Just only on the toilet. So, sorry I loved your music even though I didn't know who created it initially or smoothed it into the fantastic fucking delicious piece of beat meat above.