when i saw him [Moodymann] he had pantyhose over his head, the bottom rolled under some shades he had on. he would wander between a sampler and a elec. piano while the woman whose name escapes who he produced alternated between playing clarinet and diva-ing it up. he also handed out white labels but took one right back out of a white dudes hand to give instead to a black dude. it was truly mercurial and amazing.
Brace yourselves, I’m on a Strictly Rhythm kick