Dig this downbeat soul from Louisiana’s Toussaint McCall. 1967's “I’ll Do It For You” plunges the depths of a brooding nocturnal oddity; a swirling woozy organ is complimented by accents of washboard and maracas, producing an eerily vague Latin flavor in contrast to McCall’s downtrodden and desperate plea for affection . . .
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