Herb and the Brass (among others) were the soundtrack of my childhood. My parents were "hipper" than I ever dreamt, given that all their musical tastes have stood the test of time. I still remember watching them and their friends in our basement dancing, music blaring, laughter blaring louder, alcohol flowing, cigarettes burning (it was the sixties, and that was pretty much the norm), and now, with both of them in their winter years, those memories are priceless to me.
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