Jump to content

holy shit, this James Brown story...


Gil Bang

Recommended Posts

Back in college he was staying at a hotel the wife worked as a waitress. The bartender was a huge fan, and asked her to go over and get his autograph as he was passing thru the lobby.  Not sure he was that thrilled after getting it handed back to him.

 

"You have the most beautiful eyes"

James Brown

Edited by Onboard 2.0
  • Like 1
Link to comment
Share on other sites

4 hours ago, BottleRocket said:

I saw James Brown, George Clinton, De La Sol, and Toots & The Maytals play in..... get this..... Driftwood, TX in 1996.  

Now THIS  story needs more detail. If you tell me they were all playing a set at Poodie's I'm gonna think they all needed better financial managers. Can't imagine the culture rift between that crew and the locals.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

12 hours ago, GhostOfTomJoad said:

Now THIS  story needs more detail. If you tell me they were all playing a set at Poodie's I'm gonna think they all needed better financial managers. Can't imagine the culture rift between that crew and the locals.

 

https://www.austinchronicle.com/music/1996-09-20/524617/

A Small World After All

FRI., SEPT. 20, 1996

What happened to all you people on Friday and Saturday? Everyone was abuzz over the One World Music Festival during the weeks prior to it, and the weather was fine, despite early fears that George Clinton's Mothership would end up being an Ark. Still, it seemed like a low turnout during the first two days. Guestimates from Chronicle attendees are approximately 900 for James Brown on Friday, 1,500 or so for Bunny Wailer and Spearhead on Saturday, and between 5,000-8,000 on Sunday for Clinton. One World is still counting, but Public Relations Director Dan Smith offers considerably higher preliminary figures for Friday and Saturday. Those involved with One World don't appear to be nervous about covering expenses -- such as paying the Godfather of Soul $55,000 and Ian Moore $10,000 -- or the fact that the festival has declared bankruptcy in three other previous cities. When confronted with the matter, Smith said simply that "everyone's paid." He added that due to the cleanliness of those in attendance, lack of traffic problems and fights or arrests, the owners of Resort Ranch are welcoming the festival's return next year, which is exactly what Smith & Co. hope to do.
 
Here is a review of George Clinton's act that weekend:
 
"After opener Buddha Bass something-or-other finished their set, the stage announcer -- some Nineties Wavy Gravy holdover who used three and only three adjectives (irie! phat! and righteous!) -- said enthusiastically, "Art rock is not dead." Well the person who resurrected it ought to suffer through something at least as horribly painful as BB's set. Next, Zuba's lead singer continually implored the crowd to "express yourselves," meaning roughly, "Please, get up and dance." Silly girl, people were expressing themselves; their continued immobility was their way of saying, "Your brand of mediocre white-bread funk displeases us immensely, now please go away quickly." Then again, you'd have to be a complete jerk to bother complaining about any of those things, because it took one nanosecond of Fishbone to right the day. There's nothing like a burlesque, blaxploitation sideshow stage act complete with a soulish, funky, ska, rockin' reggae thing (did I leave out any genres?) to put some shake in even the whitest of butts. By the time De La Soul hit the stage, the crowd was so amped it would've welcomed Vanilla Ice as if he were Chuck D. They weren't either, thankfully, and it's tough to figure out how the inventive NYC hip-hop trio gets trashed for sub-par live shows. Then George Clinton, after an arrogant and inflated intro (lose the 20-minute guitar solo please!), brings 25 musicians, a space ship, and Bootsy Collins out with him over the course of, like, a week. He and the rest of the P-Funkers flat wore the crowd out. He was big, strong, and funky with more endurance than Abebe Bikila, some punk Manchester raver on five hits of X, and Methusela combined. You think he's cheating by rotating fresh players in and out of the line-up from song to song, then you realize there were 7,500 of us in the crowd, and we couldn't hang. Rock & roll won't save your soul. The truth won't set you free. But on any given night, George Clinton can give you all the bass you need for well over three hours. Is that worth $30? Best damn bargain on the planet. -- Michael Bertin"
 
 
Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.



×
×
  • Create New...