Was (Not Was): Boo!
Bill Holdship, San Antonio Current, 28 May 2008
IT'S BEEN 18 years since this Detroit-born funk-jazz-pop-art collective released its last album — and the world's grown a whole lot crazier during that time, especially America over the last eight years. All of which is perfect fodder for David Was's surrealistic, quasi-political, downright insane lyrics, which almost never fail to portray a universe in a constant state of chaos.
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