Album Review: I Won’t Hurt You Anymore by Jerry Plunk
Alright, let’s talk about Jerry Plunk’s 2011 funk/soul gem, I Won’t Hurt You Anymore. Released under Sonic Wax Records in the UK, this album feels like a warm hug from an old friend—minus the awkwardness if you haven’t seen them in years. It’s got that classic funk groove with just enough soul to make your heart skip a beat (or two).
Now, I gotta say, the title track, “I Won’t Hurt You Anymore,” really stuck with me. There’s something about the way Plunk layers those smooth vocals over a bassline so thick it could double as peanut butter. The rhythm? Oh man, it’s infectious. Like, don’t be surprised if you catch yourself nodding along at the grocery store while picking out cereal. The lyrics are heartfelt but not overly sappy—it’s like he’s saying, “Hey, I messed up, but I’m trying now,” and honestly? We’ve all been there.
Another standout is… well, funnily enough, it’s kinda the same song again because the tracklist repeats itself! But hey, no complaints here. Sometimes hearing it twice just drives the point home, y’know? If anything, it gives you another chance to soak in all those funky guitar licks and horn bursts that sneak up on ya.
What makes this album memorable isn’t just its sound—it’s how raw and real it feels. You can tell Plunk poured his soul into these tunes (pun totally intended). And yeah, sure, the production might not have the gloss of some big-budget releases, but that’s part of its charm. It’s like listening to someone spill their guts without even realizing it.
Here’s the kicker though: after spinning this record a few times, I couldn’t help but wonder—why doesn’t more modern music feel this honest? Maybe we need fewer filters and more sweaty dance floors where tracks like these can shine. Or maybe I just need more coffee. Either way, I Won’t Hurt You Anymore deserves a spot in your playlist if you’re into music that actually feels like something.
Final thought: If Jerry Plunk ever decides to tour, I’m grabbing my dancing shoes—and probably a snack, ‘cause grooving to this album works up an appetite.
