For the first time?eight years in the compiling red tape?the Motown magic of the buoyant boy band (including early, innocent solo Michael) and the slithery disco of the shiny?shirted grown men co-exist on one two-disc collection. And by God, it's good. Everyone claims rock is 'visceral', but it's ha...
For the first time?eight years in the compiling red tape?the Motown magic of the buoyant boy band (including early, innocent solo Michael) and the slithery disco of the shiny?shirted grown men co-exist on one two-disc collection. And by God, it’s good. Everyone claims rock is ‘visceral’, but it’s hard to imagine music that bypasses your filters and targets the spine like “ABC”, “I Want You Back”, the tearjerking “I’ll Be There” and “Got To Be There”. The light funk of The Jacksons not only stands up well but struts erotically, as “Can You Feel It?” and “Shake Your Body (Down To The Ground)” show you the way to go. The sound of summer nights: pretty much matchless genius.
