Down in the south, where temperatures push past boiling, and passions run even hotter, a kettle simmers, a stew brews. Pour in Pain and Power. Add to that the seasons of life. Let it boil low.
For some it creates paint to color canvases stressed tight. And for some, it's the sweat that soaks clothes on dancers lithe and dark, dancers lithe and light. For us it's the the deep griminess of soul and funk that only the South serves up in steaming hot songs. We put both the battered bits and bliss, the worst and best of us into what we do to show you our world. We are La Bodega.