So laid back it's cast adrift on an Californian suburban pool on a lilo. Benjamin Braddock in The Graduate. Or perhaps eight years later Benjamin on another pool, wearing similar shades, when he's inevitably tired of Elaine and is starting to gaze wistfully at younger women arrayed around the garden at a party.
Greenflow's Solutions is so unmistakably evocative of a time and place that it might as well be an exhibition installation. It's a Soul Funk hothouse classic that breathes its own oxygen. This is the band's only album after a lengthy apprenticeship playing their sets up and down venues up and down the West Coast circuit in previous years.
There's the same bored, adulterous yawn as you get in films of the time such as Shampoo or John Updike's slightly earlier novel Couples. Have an empty fling. You know you want one. Come in. The water's lovely. A fabulous album, waiting for Tarantino to discover it in a second hand record store on Santa Monica Boulevard and put it on one of his movie soundtracks.
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