On my recent trip to Cleveland, I was amazed to find a cool bar in a city that wasn't packed with smug hipsters. Well, maybe that's how Cleveland hipsters look. I dunno..they didn't have a million tattoos, sporty glasses, tight pants, etc. But the bar mostly played classic soul music. And deep album cuts, mind you, not just the hits. And that reminded me of Hawkins' track "Hong Kong." Definitely not the most racially sensitive cut, the song nevertheless has a guitar tone that'll sear your ears shut. It sounds, oh about, 30 years ahead of its time. The rest is good too. But it's worth it for that song alone. Thank you Jeff Weston for turning me on to this guy back in junior high. I wonder what the fuck you're doing now.