🎚️ Crate Diggin’: Bang, Crash, Soul.

There I was. Back bent. Dust on my fingertips. Eyes narrowed like a detective in a 70s cop show. Somewhere between the warped Heatwave 7-inch and a bootleg “Best of Shabba” tape, I felt it. That tingle. That crackly whisper from the wax gods.

Crate Diggin’ ain't therapy.
It's resurrection.

This mix isn’t polite. It doesn’t ask permission. It walks in with dusty boots and soul on its breath. From the first slap of Mr. Foxy’s “Cashville Chronicles”, you know exactly what time it is — grown-folk grooves, dusty gems, no filler, no filter.

We’re talking Tom Browne’s brass strut, Little Beaver’s backroom two-step, Latimore’s gravel-growl bedroom sermons, and Thee Sacred Souls floating in like new prophets with old souls.

You know those record shops where the real heat is never out front? Where the gold’s behind the beaded curtain, next to a rusty fan and an old fella named Marvin who hasn’t moved since 1996? That’s where this mix lives. Not on the racks — in the back. In the crates with no labels and too many secrets.

And just when you think you’ve caught your breath?
Barbara Ann rolls in. Sam Dees starts testifying. And boom — Prince Phillip Mitchell slides you a tissue and a bourbon.

I added a few bonus cuts in this one too — not because the crate needed it, but because my fingers couldn’t stop twitching. Eloise Laws, Webster Lewis, Lamont bloody Dozier… because why shouldn’t you cry and boogie in the same hour?

This is for the real heads.
For the ones who still smell the sleeve. Who talk to their records. Who know the thrill of a £1 find that makes you pull over on the A2 just to shout “YES” out the window.

So light a candle. Pour something brown.
Let this one roll start to finish. No skips. No skips.
Let the crackle baptise you.

🛋️ Filed under: Grown-folk groove | Emotional archaeology | Dust never dies
🎧 Featuring: Thee Sacred Souls, Sam Dees, Tom Browne, Valerie Simpson, Donny Hathaway, and more
🛍️ Found spiritually in the back of the shop — next to the soul 45s and broken fan
🔊 Duration: 2 hours and some change
💿 Side effects may include: Neck movement, emotional clarity, and random outbursts of “WHOO LAWD.”

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