BURNING FOR THE FOUR ON THE FLOOR

Man, there ain't nothin' like that buzz of four on the floor. It makes you wanna move. You slam down on the stick, and that engine just roars to life. The beat is tight like a prison cell, and you're the prisoner. It takes you back to a simpler time, when the music was unadulterated, and you could just let loose. Some folks say it's all about