See, I didn't read the previous comments cause I don't wish to be swayed.
Of course, when you combine this much talent and desire, you end up with a piece in this mold.
I want to say this sounds like ska, but I don't know what ska is, so I will have to say it is of the Caribbean bent.
Right now, the sun is shining, the crowd is swelling, bodies together, rub a dub, beside me the girls flip their locks. Caught up in the swift current, it is just a matter of time, the song ends, and we smile at each other. Hand in hand we eject ourselves from the gnarl, and go to have a gin and tonic. She says to me, "that's the first time this has happened to me." I say, "Yes, what a happy accident it was." The sun set in crimson digits and we stumbled to the beach, and the rockers spilled upon the sands until the rising dawn pestered us to rise again. She says to me, "that's the first time this has happened to me." I say, "Yes, what a happy accident it was."
Nice work simian gladiators.
Jesse Q. Screed