My allergies today gave me a headache. I haven’t really had real allergies since 1997. It’s bizzare, cos they used to be horrendous. Then I went to TN and they got very mild. Once I got back to DC last spring they seemed to have disappeared. But alas, my body is back to normal, I presume, and my allergies are back in black. I can’t breathe. I feel like a coke-head. My nasal passage feels bruised. ARG…I need to see a doctor to get a prescription. I need that 12 hour allergy relieve stuff they advertise on the tele.
My headache was so bad today I had to come home and pop in THE JOSHUA TREE. I just played the first side. After listening to it, I realized how much I was missing by playing it on my old stereo. There were sounds and textures and feelings that were never portrayed to me before. I especially noticed the attack of the drums on Where the Streets Have No Name. The drums on this record are phenomenal. The player is not phenomenal, but he knows when not to play, which then makes him/her phenomenal. Very similar to Ringo Starr. Most people can’t distinguish a non-flashy drummer with a bad drummer. There is a huge difference. The drummer for the Offspring however, is a bad drummer. I digress. I sometimes still miss my late drum teacher. She taught me so much. Even outside of music. She also taught me how to contort my legs like a pretzel. I miss ya Nora.
At work today the guy I work with got an assistant, more or less. She is pretty cute, which I guess helps in Promotions. And doesnt hurt she’s half-Jewish. She’s all mouse-y in that cute kind of way. She is mega rock though. Totally hooked my ass up with alleviating a lot of the burden of trivial blah, like contesting. So I did end up going to work at 7.30am today so we (me and the Promotions Director) could move her (the new girl’s) desk outside in the parking lot. We did this to she’s have to say HI to all the people coming in to the station. We even put her computer out there with a power supply. But he caved in and bought it back. Meanwhile we moved all our desks in our room around and it rocks more now!
Most Suprising Influences on George Clinton and P-Funk (Excluding James Brown, Jimi Hendrix, and Sly Stone)
- Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers- Inspired a teenaged George to want to sing for a living.
- The British Invasion- Before hitting it big, George produced soulful cover versions of a few Beatles songs; worked with British born rocker Ruth Copeland.
- Iggy Pop and the Stooges, and the MC5- Their freaked-out stage shows in Detroit pointed the way for the early Funkadelic.
- Frank Zappa- His approach to packaging influenced Funkadelic album-cover artist/conceptualist Pedro Bell.
- Sun Ra- Let George know that space was the place.
- Smokey Robinson- Taught George the importance of strong pop hooks
- Process Church of the Final Judgement- Quasi-satanic hippy cult’s tracts published on first four Funkadelic LPs.