Goin' Nuts Productions presents
Peanut aka Big Pean'
Yo, bro, where you going with all that funk in your pocket? Holy shit, Pean, your music took an unsuspecting bystander by storm into some sort of catatonic state, where they claimed not to know how to contemplate death. To say the least, Big Pean's jams whisk you away on a gravy train ride of sloppy funky bass lines, grabbing you up, funking you in the throat, then leading you inevitably into a pile of peanuts.
The third jam on the album is by far the most video-game-worthy of the lot. It makes you giggle and it also makes you cry. It also makes me think of an old Donkey Kong gamebooth living inside a washed out saloon, with bar-funk blasting from inside its very core.
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