So my friend and blogger Nicky came back today from a weekend of supposed "cradle snatching" and hardcore partying in Pietmaritsburgh a little city outside Durban ...okay maybe not "little" but as a self -confessed Durbanyt I find all that is not Durban rather quiet mundane (a topic for another gay tea-party).Nicky being the lover of all that is fun came back with glow that could give Desmond Tutu's new found bald head a run for its money in the Sheen‘n Shine stakes and the reason for this joy was a band(amongst other youthful things) that she discovered during this whimsical trip. They having been my "Faves" for a while, I found myself lost at the thought of her "discovering" them but with this came the revelation that they use to sing gospel ,another sell out to the lure of commercial success .Let me just say boy are they anointed with the truth, in one song (of their past gospel humming life) aptly named "In the words of Satan" I found myself lost and revolted with myself because of the truth this song utters. Not for the faint hearted as the lyrical content of this masterpiece shall leave you gasping for air, as your sinful cigarette infested lungs are punched by its truth!.....See it for yourself and tell me if you are not impressed by this Durban grown Band of Two, as I had said I find all that is not from Durban quite mundane. With all said I most definetly know where and what I’ll be doing this coming sunday.
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