Detroit Red Heat
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Detroit Red Heat

Kibi

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Write English male vocal funk-soul/psychedelic soul lyrics, 108 BPM, G minor, raw sweltering emotion. Core instrumentation: punchy trombone/trumpet stabs with fiery solos, warped fuzz/wah psychedelic guitar, thumb-slapped popping bass, tight breakbeat drums with syncopated open hi-hats, warbling Hammond B3 through Leslie, sharp Clavinet licks, conga/shaker percussion. Gritty, throaty lead vocals with guttural shouts and sweet falsetto leaps, call-and-response backing vocals. Narrative follows a late-night 1972 Detroit rent party, sweltering summer heat seeping through screen doors, neighbors spilling onto the fire escape, forgetting unpaid bills and factory grind for one night as the groove wraps around every room. Reference James Brown’s rhythmic punch, Curtis Mayfield’s vivid street portraiture, Marvin Gaye’s tender earnestness.

Lyrics

[Intro]
[Hook]
Sweat on the floor
Shake it some more
Forget the back rent
Every dime is spent
[Verse]
Line nine is shut down
Heat wave in the town
July ninety-eight
Dancing at the gate
Screen door swinging wide
Step your feet inside
[Pre-Chorus]
Can you feel the flame?
No one cares to blame
Throw your troubles down
To the shaking ground
[Chorus]
Burn it up tonight
Hold each other tight
Let the brass section blow
Let the heavy rhythm flow
We don't need no light
Everything is right
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, shake it
Don't break it
Just take it
We make it
[Verse]
Mama’s on the fire escape
Sipping on the sour grape
Brothers on the corner line
Drinking up the cheap red wine
Clavinet is popping clean
Best groove you ever seen
[Pre-Chorus]
Can you feel the flame?
No one cares to blame
Throw your troubles down
To the shaking ground
[Chorus]
Burn it up tonight
Hold each other tight
Let the brass section blow
Let the heavy rhythm flow
We don't need no light
Everything is right
[Breakdown]
Slap that heavy bass
In this crowded space
Let the Hammond scream
Like a summer dream
[Bridge]
The landlord can wait
Lock the iron gate
We pay with our sweat
Nothing to regret
This Detroit city heat
Makes the music sweet
[Chorus]
Burn it up tonight
Hold each other tight
Let the brass section blow
Let the heavy rhythm flow
We don't need no light
Everything is right
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, shake it
Don't break it
Just take it
We make it
[Outro]

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