1. Mrs. Noisewater and I have a wedding in August. My only job was finding the DJ. I made sure I talked to three or four different reputable DJ services with good Yelp reviews. Ultimately I went with the guys who got back to me quickly when I had a question, they had a reasonable price, and we were on the same page with a lot of things. For example, I don't want to hear any songs that are at every other damn wedding you've ever been to like "We Are Family," "Celebrate," or "Last Dance." Also, no group participation dorky songs like the Conga line, the limbo, or the "Electric Slide." The guy on the phone was laughing and totally got where I was coming from. So I booked him. I just have the photo booth to do and I'm all done.
2. I just finished George Clinton's autobiography, and I think the best story in there came when they were recording "Let's Take It To the Stage," and a random junkie white guy wandered in asking if he could record some guitar for some money. George is a bit of free spirit so he agreed. The guy came back with his own beat up guitar, recorded a solo over the song "Shit, God Damn, Get Off Your Ass and Jam," and everyone was speechless because it was so good. They had agreed on $25, but it was so good George gave him $50. George wanted to credit him on the album too, but the guy disappeared never to be heard from again. Nobody knew who the hell he was. I love reading rock biographies, and even if it's a bad one, if I get one story like that then it's all worth it.
3. Reading about all the Parliament/Funkadelic stuff got me digging through some old songs, and I came across this one by Bootsy Collins. Tell me this isn't the sexiest damn thing you ever heard! I've listened to this one 6 times in the last 4 days.
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4. Here is a little known fact: My profile picture on Blogger since the very beginning in 2005 is a picture of George Clinton himself stepping off of the Mothership.
Who among you knew that?
Showing posts with label Funkadelic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funkadelic. Show all posts
Monday, February 16, 2015
Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Ancient Album Review Part 1
As you may have read a couple posts ago, my girlfriend moved into my tiny apartment, and I needed to make some space. One such consolidating project was putting my hundreds and hundreds of CD's into a book. I have thought about doing this a number of times, but ultimately I find it hard to part with the plastic cases because I like to see the stickers to know where I bought them, or a sticker that says "hold for Kenneth," which means someone at the record store I worked at put it on hold for me. And while it's easy to put the booklet of the CD into the flip book, sometimes I couldn't just throw away the back cover or the owe that could be seen when you open up the case - so that artwork just had to be stuffed in there as well.
Opening up all these discs was very nostalgic for me, and I thought I would share my memories and impressions of one disc with all of you: "Cosmic Slop" by Funkadelic from 1973. The first Funkadelic record I heard was 1971's "Maggot Brain" which totally blew me away, so I was excited when, while working at the record store, one of our regulars brought in "Cosmic Slop." This guy always smelled like beer and cigarettes, and the disc smelled like cigarettes for some time too (I'm surprised it still doesn't). I loved it right away, and every song still sounds amazing. Many of these tales make up stories in the inner city, struggles that people go through, only the music is way the hell better than any gangster rap album.
1. "Nappy Dugout" - A fantastic drum track over a song that, judging by the title, is probably about vaginas.
2. "You Can't Miss What You Can't Measure" - A song about heartache and break-ups, one of which involves a guy who calls a plumber over to his house to fix the leak in his pipes because his house is covered in water, and the plumber informs him that the tears from his eyes are the source of the flooding.
3. "March To the Witches Castle" - This one is about soldiers returning from the Vietnam War and going through the "nightmare of readjustment" and all through out is a marching drum beat and a weepy guitar riff.
I gotta go . . . .
Part 2 to come . . .
Opening up all these discs was very nostalgic for me, and I thought I would share my memories and impressions of one disc with all of you: "Cosmic Slop" by Funkadelic from 1973. The first Funkadelic record I heard was 1971's "Maggot Brain" which totally blew me away, so I was excited when, while working at the record store, one of our regulars brought in "Cosmic Slop." This guy always smelled like beer and cigarettes, and the disc smelled like cigarettes for some time too (I'm surprised it still doesn't). I loved it right away, and every song still sounds amazing. Many of these tales make up stories in the inner city, struggles that people go through, only the music is way the hell better than any gangster rap album.
1. "Nappy Dugout" - A fantastic drum track over a song that, judging by the title, is probably about vaginas.
2. "You Can't Miss What You Can't Measure" - A song about heartache and break-ups, one of which involves a guy who calls a plumber over to his house to fix the leak in his pipes because his house is covered in water, and the plumber informs him that the tears from his eyes are the source of the flooding.
3. "March To the Witches Castle" - This one is about soldiers returning from the Vietnam War and going through the "nightmare of readjustment" and all through out is a marching drum beat and a weepy guitar riff.
I gotta go . . . .
Part 2 to come . . .
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