It’s weird that a sound more likely to evoke sun drenched California surf or Hawaiian beats turns out, thanks to Apache, to be synonymous with New York and that hip hop sound. That break, though… luxuriate in that percussion, the organ, the horns and be transported back to a time of break dancing, graffiti, mcing and djing. What a find that break was, what a time to be alive… In truth, this is little more then a goofy novelty record - no work of art here- but I guarantee it is one of the funnest albums in the list.