Monday, November 17, 2008

Zapp's Bounce Boogie

The first post on a new blog is always the most intimidating. I've been delayed a good week in writing a simple piece about what I'm listening to. Eventually I hope that writing about music, from a personal perspective rather than that of a journalist, will be just as second nature as listening to it. There's something incredible about the passive nature of listening, how easily music can be processed and felt immediately, while as words sometimes trudge out in sloppy gushes.

Cut the intro, let's get the roll on!

A few months ago I saw a 4onefunktion show in San Francisco's Elbo Room. They were opening up for the now hip to the press and blog starchild, Dam Funk, Los Angeles boogie DJ and new Stonesthrow signed West coast luminary. The sounds of 4onefunktion and thumping, sticket cosmo-boogie set courtesy of Dam Funk catalyzed my monstrous fascination for boogie funk.

Digging through the virtual crates of boogie, I quickly fell upon Zapp, a boogie band that I heard endlessly on Power 106 throwback shoes when I was kid, little did I know. And, I think little could I appreciate the sounds of Zapp's "Computer Love" or "More Bounce to the Ounce" when I was snot nosed Jewish kid, not knowing anything of throbbing dance clubs or electronized blues love ballads. Times have changed. Although I'm still Jewish, years of grinding with Hiphop, from the spray paint to the swagger, have certainly informed me how fucking amazing this music is.




Zapp was formed in 1978 among the Troutman brothers, Roger at its head with Terry, or "Zapp", on the vocals. The vocals though are insane. They are the blues sent from Jupiter. The talk box zapped down from Close Encounters of the Third Kind, upgraded for the electronic age, and made souful by sliding effortlessly through melodic chords over heavily synthesized hand-clap slapp bass. The songs are multilayered and polyrythmic, definitely taking influence from the sustained beats and switchovers, sometimes without ever needing a bridge, that define the P-Funk sound.

The tightest album is the 1982 Zapp II, the creatively titled second album, sandwiched between the groundbreaking Zapp of 1980, which made the band famous with "More Bounce..." (the still most sampled track in their repertoire) and Zapp III of '83. All the joints pack heat, beginning with eleven minutes of the nasty, synth groove "Dance Floor", that achieves just what its name suggests when cut up on the wheels of steel. But the most satisfying, the absolutely delicious, and fucking furious kick comes with "Doo Wa Ditty", the track that inspired the sound of G-Funk, and helped define the sonic vibrations of a whole generation of Los Angeles gangsta' funk. And Zapp can flip up the style, smoothing the bump with the melodic groove pummeled on with a balance between keyboard and synth heavy rhythms on "A Touch of Jazz".

Picture it: slick low-riders cruising down the block under the spotlight of ghetto birds, you know that grand theft auto type shit, bumping up and down to the sounds of... Zapp baby.

What would Dre be without Zapp. What grind would Snoop be on? Would Warren G had ever learned how to sing? Or would Cube have ever kicked it with Angela Davis and releashed Lynch Mob monster moves on Death Certificate? All this of course led up to Tupac's funky apotheosis with "California Love", arranged by Zapp and featuring the talk-box in its electric prime. To flip over the cliches about West Coast sound, let's not forget that EPMD sampled "More Bounce..." in their most popular, and still lasting track, "You Gots to Chill."



Boogie is the funk that connects the dots for me. This is the synth banging, club throbbing, wet and sticky funky soul music that connects up my love for the James Brown brand of funk and the dirty electronic grooves.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Ike Tuner

First and foremost, my bloggers cherry is in the process of popping while typing this, so excuse anything that may be overly glib or amateurish.

Perhaps I should have started differently, with a statement of purpose or direction. What is the purpose of our creating this blog? What are we trying to achieve?
Well for starters, theres two of us. Im presently typing this in New York City, while my other 50% of the blog lays his head in San Francisco. We've grown up listening, sharing, and influencing our respective musical aptitudes and decided to start this as a way to keep each other posted, as well as inspired to what we're doing.

Is there more I should add?

Onto what Ive been meaning to post for like, ever..






Ike Tuner & The Kings of Rhythm came out with A Black Mans Soul in 1969, which was a time where funk was at our equivalent of mid 90's hip hop. Everything was dope and this album is no exception. Its difficult to express how moving good art can be; ummm....
Ike Turner beat Tina constantly and died fairly recently atop a mountain of cocaine. I dont know why its necessary to mention this, but everyone who ever says anything about Ike seems bent on saying so. Though its sad he was a less than outstanding citizen, Ike Turner was a truly incredible composer.
I often profess to love funk a lot more than I actually do when it comes to listening to music. Why listen to an hour of blaring horns with synchronized concessions from an ensemble when Primo can sample it, loop it, and have me listening to the same beat for 30 minutes. Nas or Jay still grab me from jump and Im left with a constant craving for music with urgency, or more simply, words.
This album is different, and on my list of shit to put on whenever, and easily one of my favorite albums. Look, heres what I want to say; for me this album speaks volumes, and its because of Ike's genius when composing a song.  Throughout this album, the production and flow of everyone is flawless and grabbing. Everything sounds so damn soulful. I have yet to hear someone better at leading a track while simultaneously leading everyone to do what you want to do as well as Ike Turner (he did make like 20 albums with Tina) and sounding so fluid while doing it. Tracks actually gain composition as the album progresses. I cant get enough of this album, yo.

P.S.
If the track 'getting nasty' were never created, there would be no Main Source, Nas, or any underground hip hop movement.




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