Disco Vietnam cannot be described in a single sentence, but instead exists as a platonic ideal comprised of equal parts Ecto-Cooler, the Rza, and lightning.
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The recession endures but Mister Softee stays winning. The summer weather made its auspicious debut a little over a month ago, yet not a day has passed that the wind has failed to carry the iconic ice cream man’s 16-bar baroque theme directly to my ears. And it’s positively Pavlovian (or I’m just a gluttonous fat piece of shit); any cash contained within my pockets will inevitably be converted into a chocolate milkshake to be quickly annihilated. Totally awesome decision. Doctors don’t make house calls anymore, but Mister Softee will check up on you everyday just to see if you might need him and pull right into your driveway if you ask him to. Do the math.
Recently, on a particularly warm Saturday afternoon my brother and I found ourselves doing very little at all save for sweating profusely when, suddenly, we heard it. The tune was faint but unmistakable and offered no clear indication of where it was coming from; only that it was close enough to hear and by all reasonable assumptions would be heading closer.
But just as Mister Softee rounded the corner toward our house, a rival ice cream man (either Good Humor or Circus Man … can’t really recall. All I can tell you is that it wasn’t Mister Softee) came lumbering down our street from the east. We burst through our front door holding crumpled dollar bills and some Susan B. Anthony coins our grandmother gave us 15 years ago and stood there, rather amazed at the surreal sight before us. The songs amplified by both ice cream trucks combined in front of our house to create a dissonant cacophony of twinkling melodies. It sounded like an Animal Collective demo only it didn’t make me want to blow my fucking brains out with a shotgun. “We want you!” I exclaimed, pointing to Mister Softee; meanwhile my brother politely instructed the other ice cream man to kindly GTFOHWTBS. “Who does that guy think he is?” I said approaching the truck, to which our ice cream man replied, “Well, I know who he isn’t … Mister Softee!”
Disco Vietnam Presents SOULFUCK 2009 is for old souls who are young at heart. They make the best ice cream men.
01 – Jackson Five – Hum Along and Dance
02 – Baby Huey – Mighty Mighty Children, Pt. 2
03 – Nina Simone – To Love Somebody
04 – Eldridge Holmes – Beverly
05 – The Undisputed Truth – Earthquake Shake
06 – The Parliaments – I Call My Baby Pussycat
07 – The Us – Let’s Do it Today
08 – Eddie Hazel – I Want You (She’s So Heavy)
09 – The Five Stairsteps – Dear Prudence
10 – Eula Cooper – Heavenly Father
11 – Doris Duke – By the Time I Get to Phoenix
12 – The Impressions – Man’s Temptation
13 – The Staple Singers – After Sex
14 – Gil Scott-Heron – Did You Hear What They Said
15 – The Lovelites – This Love Is Real
16 – Carolyn Franklin – I Don’t Want To Loose You
17 – Roy Roberts – You Ain’t Miss It
18 – Mel Brown – Good Stuff
19 – The Rance Allen Group – See What You Have Done
20 – Irene Reid – Didn’t We
21 – King Floyd – You’ve Got Me
22 – OV Wright – I Can’t Take It
23 – Carla Thomas – I Have A God Who Loves Me
