The Hendersons are a Philadelphia-based quintet of eclectic sounds. For fans of all things in your face, the things Miles Davis was doing with Michael Henderson, the things Benny Goodman was doing with Fletcher Henderson, and the many quirked-out soundtracks of Mr. Kite. What frightful sounds does a blind dude dream of? Imagine the sounds of Ellington’s jungle Cotton Club orchestra, the sound of Ernest Hemingway’s fist smashing into cheekbone of the fragile Francis Scott Fitzgerald
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The Hendersons are a Philadelphia-based quintet of eclectic sounds. For fans of all things in your face, the things Miles Davis was doing with Michael Henderson, the things Benny Goodman was doing with Fletcher Henderson, and the many quirked-out soundtracks of Mr. Kite. What frightful sounds does a blind dude dream of? Imagine the sounds of Ellington’s jungle Cotton Club orchestra, the sound of Ernest Hemingway’s fist smashing into cheekbone of the fragile Francis Scott Fitzgerald, and all the while, the soft and somber voice of Carl Sagan whispering in your ear, “IF YOU WISH TO MAKE AN APPLE PIE FROM SCRATCH, YOU MUST FIRST INVENT THE UNIVERSE.”
