Monday, December 25, 2006

...on the one

holy crap! the bastard woke up this morning only to find out that the godfather of soul is dead. there is now a great void in the world that some great god of funk will have to fill. i don't think anyone is up to the challenge. james was the standard bearer of what george clinton referred to as "the one". the one is the first beat of the 4/4 time (the bastard doesn't understand sheet music well so bear with him) and funk kind of finishes the measure not on the four count but on the following one (thus the one) clintop went on to explain how james brwon would end on an "early one" and he would end on a "late one" and that was the difference between james and parliament funkadelic. but none of this matters anymore. james brown was a consumate musician, a consumate conductor, and his souns was more important than the beatles, the stones and elvis in many respects. on this day of christmas get up from your dining table and go to the fucking record store and buy james brown live at the apollo. you may not like it at first but, you will find that it's the gift that keeps on giving. you might even catch yourself dong the funky funky funky funky broadway. good night james, and thank you very much for the funk.

—the bastard


Anonymous said...

I'm listening to Live at the Apollo right now--now 'scuse me while I do the boogaloo--


bastard central said...

when we get together

in any kinda weather

we can do

the camel walk HAH!