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10 Piece Powerhouse band of Buffalo's A-list musicians and dancers, led by Dave Schulz (Goo Goo Dolls, English Beat, Berlin, Sweet, Wang Chung, Cherie Currie) playing the BEST Rock / Funk / Soul / Disco jams from the 70s till now...

Corey Coleman was one of those 1970s soul singers who somehow managed to be both heartbreakingly smooth and absolutely ridiculous at the same time. Born in a small Southern town but spiritually raised in smoky nightclubs and vinyl crackle, Corey made his name singing velvet-lined ballads about romance, rhythm, and questionable life decisions. His voice had that warm, cinnamon-and-brandy tone — the kind that sounded like December even in July. But in 1976, Reggie secured his immortality with one of the most chaotic holiday records in Black music history: “The Grinch That Stole B*tches.” The song wasn’t about sleigh bells or Santa — it was about that one slick dude in every neighborhood who showed up around Christmas like a seasonal menace. He wore too much cologne, said he was “working on himself,” and somehow every woman within three blocks started giggling and forgetting their boyfriend’s existence. Corey sang it like a sermon, a confession, and a stand-up routine wrapped in tinsel. Radio stations didn’t know whether to ban it or blast it… so many did both. Corey was at a Christmas party in Detroit — the kind where everybody was dressed too good to be that drunk. Beautiful. Romantic. Then chaos walked in wearing a lime-green velvet suit. Some smooth-talking stranger strolled through the door empty-handed — no gift, no food, not even a coat — and in twenty minutes had half the women in the party laughing, smiling, and “stepping outside for air.” Boyfriends were suddenly standing around holding purses, plates, and emotional pain. The room was filled with confusion and quiet heartbreak. Then one defeated man yelled out, “Man, this dude is like the damn Grinch — he just came in here and STOLE b*tches!” Corey froze. The band froze. Time itself said, “…run that back.” Reggie said softly, “That’s a song.” Legend says he left the party early, still festive and slightly petty, marched straight to the studio, and recorded the first demo that very night — fueled by eggnog, heartbreak, and inspiration from the Lord. 12/27/2025

Corey Coleman was one of those 1970s soul singers who somehow managed to be both heartbreakingly smooth and absolutely ridiculous at the same time. Born in a small Southern town but spiritually raised in smoky nightclubs and vinyl crackle, Corey made his name singing velvet-lined ballads about romance, rhythm, and questionable life decisions. His voice had that warm, cinnamon-and-brandy tone — the kind that sounded like December even in July. But in 1976, Reggie secured his immortality with one of the most chaotic holiday records in Black music history: “The Grinch That Stole B*tches.” The song wasn’t about sleigh bells or Santa — it was about that one slick dude in every neighborhood who showed up around Christmas like a seasonal menace. He wore too much cologne, said he was “working on himself,” and somehow every woman within three blocks started giggling and forgetting their boyfriend’s existence. Corey sang it like a sermon, a confession, and a stand-up routine wrapped in tinsel. Radio stations didn’t know whether to ban it or blast it… so many did both. Corey was at a Christmas party in Detroit — the kind where everybody was dressed too good to be that drunk. Beautiful. Romantic. Then chaos walked in wearing a lime-green velvet suit. Some smooth-talking stranger strolled through the door empty-handed — no gift, no food, not even a coat — and in twenty minutes had half the women in the party laughing, smiling, and “stepping outside for air.” Boyfriends were suddenly standing around holding purses, plates, and emotional pain. The room was filled with confusion and quiet heartbreak. Then one defeated man yelled out, “Man, this dude is like the damn Grinch — he just came in here and STOLE b*tches!” Corey froze. The band froze. Time itself said, “…run that back.” Reggie said softly, “That’s a song.” Legend says he left the party early, still festive and slightly petty, marched straight to the studio, and recorded the first demo that very night — fueled by eggnog, heartbreak, and inspiration from the Lord.

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