
Think I’m kidding? Think again, for as recently quoted in The Guardian, this lot are: ”a rousing, quirky reminder of the pre-Khmer Rouge golden era of Cambodian pop.”
Not that I’m a connoisseur of said era, but I do know a quintessentially ice-cool groove when I hear one. And if this album’s opener ‘Dance Twist’ isn’t of the sweatiest, quasi Northern Soul persuasion – one of the finest I’ve heard in a long time in fact – then I really don’t know what is. Worth hearing just for the very incisive Booker T’esque guitar alone.
