The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion :: Now I Got Worry (Reissue)

Imagine Orange kidnapped, blindfolded, tossed in the trunk of a car---doused with gasoline, lit on fire, and set adrift at 80 miles an hour, in backwoods Mississippi, under a new moon. That is, approximately, the sound of Now I Got Worry. In the scheme of the Blues . . .

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