Ever since back in junior high when I first discovered Funkadelic albums in my hometown library, I was intrigued & wanted to know more. They were almost more twisted than my teenage mind. The funky years that ensued thereafter brought me closer to a cosmic connection to the music & realms beyond.
The 3 plus hour high energy show was a true to life Mothership landing brimming with funk flavored fiend fancied treats like “Something stank (& i want some)”, “Hard as steel”, “Maggot Brain” (featuring guitar intensive of Kidd Funkadelic aka Michael Hampton), “Bounce to this”, “Up for the downstroke” & freakoutish finale “(Not Just) Knee Deep”. Definitely a freak of the week!
The P-Funk was riding high a quantum leap of mind & body propelled funkstorms delivering soul those who need it most. The dancers. Honestly, the venue was so tightly packed that I couldn’t find enough space to dance. I found my way to the most far reaches of the back where I had a pleasure of a time sometimes abandoning my body to the sweet music.
One of the all time highs for me as a music writer (& magazine guy) was interviewing George Clinton in 1998. He struck me as warm & personable. Our flowing conversations were a delight. I hope for the chance to talk to him again. This may be the year. Give up the funk.