DIY wasn’t just for punk — and thank god for that, because otherwise we wouldn’t have one of the greatest raw funk groups of all time. Careening and cavernous where James Brown was focused and taut, the self-taught Scroggins sisters’ playing is too hooky to be fully avant and too deep-groove bottom-heavy to be stiff. The most vital link possible between downtown NYC No-Wavers and the hip-hop heads that shared ESG’s South Bronx.