Title: He Ain't Angry Anymore
Product review: Boy oh boy is 1965 a good album. Where it lags in burning intensity (you have to truly love women to have understood that Dulli's 'Gentlemen' was a labor of love, not a condemnation of the fairer sex) 1965 shines in slick beauty and funky optimism. We're talking saxaphones and drum triggers, folks, but I'm here to tell ya...it works. '66' is a must hear...every women I've played this for loves it (however noone cares for it's Dulli-lovesexy intro "Sweet Son of a Bich"). On '66', Dulli finally reveals why he has dwelled for so long and so ardently for the hotty's: "Come on come on come on little rabit, show me where you got it cause I know you got the habit". Way to be boys. I still love the old boy vs. girls madness of Congregation, but on tunes like 'Uptown', 'Crazy', and '66', the Whigs finally let the girls come up to the treehouse.
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