Tuesday 6 March 2018

Bootsy Collins - Funk Review


Bootsy Collins
World Wide Funk
Mascot Records

Not content to take Sounds and Melody Maker as the only Gospels of music, I also bought Black Echoes in my teenage years influenced by my sister’s Songs in the Key of Life, Stevie Wonder and Shining Star by Earth, Wind & Fire (a song covered by Stryper!)
Trying to flip through the second-hand albums without losing my fingertips or my patience, at the outdoor market in Wakefield, I pulled out a sleeve that combined science fiction, adolescent humour and risqué cartoons, that being a teenager, I bought.  My mother’s knitted eyebrows of disapproval completed the feel-good factor.  It was called One Nation Under a Groove by Funkadelic and featured Bootsy Collins on bass.  I wasn’t to know that it became a funk classic but I also enjoyed the rock of Maggot Brain and Lunchmeataphobia just as much.
Funk was an expression of open-mindedness, happiness, love, dance, but also of day-to-day struggles which included a rejection of negative black stereotyping.  James Brown was the Master of Funk and Bootsy (named by his mum) became a player in his band The J.B’s.
Funk is a combination of Blues and Soul with a heavy bass line that stresses the first beat in the bar, often called the ‘one’.
The fifteen tracks on World Wide Funk provide great variety and good sequencing and whilst they employ the ‘one’ and jangly short guitar chords, the material doesn’t dwell in the past but updates it, especially through the vocals.  The musicians Bootsy gathers around him,  which includes several big names, are too many to mention here, but each song delights whether the groove is fast or slow.  I can’t remember enjoying this genre so much since Diamond & Pearls, Prince and Phenomenon,  by LL Cool J.
World Wide Funk recaptures the fun of the dance and the beat, provides Bootsy with a return to form, and concluding with a description that will appeal to the man himself, he manages to pop out a career best.

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