Despite this German audience's apparent inability to um, groove in the time, The Brothers Neville come wit it and they come to play. They may be the all time best festival band ever. I saw them once in an outdoor setting as the hot sun was setting and the breeze was blowing the sweltering heat into the collective memory of the assembled masses. It was not a concert, it was an experience that you never wanted to end. About three songs in you decide that you want to spend the rest of your life right there in that spot, sitting in that lawn chair, drinking ice chilled beer, eating greasy festival food while the brothers transported you out to the bayou. I couldn't decide which clip to go with so you get a twofer today.
I don't think they intended for you to take them literally but uh, do like you wanna, light your fire now.
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