I’ve been meaning to post this for a couple months, but now is a pretty good time, so that I can summarily surpass all other recent honors she may have received (like maybe a Grammy a few nights ago, for example). Congrats, Lalah, and welcome to Fiction Advocate, you have now officially made it. OK, here are a few reasons to care about this random soul jazz track:

• The audience is uncomfortably held hostage INSIDE the band
• At 4:40, when the intensity is turned up–it’s awesome to hear/watch the band come to life
• Lalah at one point does something so amazing that her band literally stops playing to pick up their dropped jaws (seriously, the drummer just gets up and leaves). It happens around 6:00.

-Brook Reeder