I'm a Sex Machine!

DUH DUH, DUH DUH DUH!! HIT IT!

I apologize for the poor choice of pictures. My bad.

But I was actually a HUGE James Brown fan. It is absolutely, anatomically impossible to sit still through a James Brown song. Unless you are dead or a Republican.

His music reaches in to your soul and just turns you into a meat puppet. Controls you like a marionette.

He was such a perfectionist, he would fine members of his band (The JB's) huge amounts of money for showing up late or not knowing their parts. His band had a reputation for being TIGHT! No missed notes, no missed beats. James Brown and his band were a single organism. They functioned in complete, soulful, unity.

Everything you hear out there today that calls itself R&B, Soul, Rap, Hip Hop, Gangsta, whatever; owes everything to 2 men...James Brown and Sly Stone. They are the two giants upon which everything else is built.

Godspeed JB. Getchyou a bunch of that Heavenly pussy. If there is anyone who can do it, it's James Brown.