His name is Danny Broschowitz; occasionally I see him trawling around in a grey sedan around my neighborhood these days. I met Danny in middle school. He was obsessed with George Clinton and Funkadelic. For what itโs worth he was the first one to show me Death Grips, Frank Zappa, the Fantastic Planet soundtrack and other things that helped me get free when I was like 12. He was into psychedelic music in this very odd, serious way; whereas others are subdued or blissed by psychedelia it seemed to rile him to animus. This song of his is absolutely beyond its time. Also his current band Shawty is very good.
