The first single from Dunham Records’ in-house, all male, backing vocal quartet, The Sha-La-Das, conjures up the memory of a stolen first kiss - a whispered, forbidden vow of young love under the boardwalk at Coney Island. It's layered with sunny melodies that intoxicate, while the haunting undercurrent slowly pulls you in, like standing on the shoreline at dusk mid-July. A classic songwriting style, for a new generation of vinyl-heads and audio purists, pushes you through the deepest blue in the sky into the seductive violet of night and straight through to first hopes of daybreak. A tapestry of unique voices and personalities, born to meld together; The Sha La Das have been one of the secret ingredients in the recordings of the last two Charles Bradley albums (Victim of Love, Changes). They've been blips on the radar of keen-eared music enthusiasts for some time now, both as a group and separately. One listen to this beautifully crafted new record and it'll be clear as day: The Sha-La-Das will not be a secret for long.
