The other day, I was craving to hear Isaac Hayes' Shaft theme song. I was on the road, you see. I spent some nice bank on getting this wicked huge ipod to have all my collection at my fingertips. And what to do I find when I go thumbing through my music collection for Isaac?
Goose egg.
Bupkis.
Nada.
Zilch.
Mother Fu--
"Shut yo' mouth!"
I'm only talking about Shaft!
I was agog. I was aghast. I nearly wrecked myself before I could check myself.
So, this morning, between drum practicing and gulps of coffee, I found my shaft cd and am rectifying this most egregious of circumstances.
Now, when I need a bit of the Shaft, I can get me some.
Damn right.