Picture a dance club with sweaty, young adults losing their minds in New Orleans. The scene is the Saturn Bar. It’s freezing outside and everyone wants to be inside dancing, if only to survive the winter. The perfect tune pops on the system and everyone starts shaking it like they’ve forgotten everything else. It’s a primitive response. And just when you thought it was just a cover, it became more than a cover.
Symarip hails from the UK and operated during the late 1960s. Most of . . .
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