Saturday, September 18, 2010

Bone Shake Me

The Boneshakers ain't fuckin' around. They came to play. Under any conditions.

In the news today, they said there's a tornado in Brooklyn. If the Boneshakers were in Brooklyn that tornado would have mellowed out under the bone shaking funk of The Boneshakers.

The Boneshakers consist of a baadasssss group of the music world's most hardcore funkateers. Randy Jacobs is a guitar hero. Like a surgeon, his guitar work is precise and cutting. The man doesn't use a guitar pick - he plays with his fingers, his thumbs, his wrist - his whole damn hand.

Sweet Pea Atkinson is a dapper crooner with an ability to emote like the Smokey's and the Marvin's and the Curtis' did. He's always impeccably dressed and always throws it down. And the audience always responds. God bless Sweet Pea Atkinson.(After the show we sat around and talked about Wattstax and Mavis Staples and Bonnie Raitt (whom he has played with in- addition to Lyle Lovett).

Johnny Kirkwood on drums laid it deep in the pocket and kept it on-the-one all night long. I love that.

T.O. Banks - who I've long been a fan of - plays the funky keys with outrageous ease. He channels the late great Billy Preston, which is really sayin' somethin'.

And the funkiest man in the room - the bassist. Known as J.V. Collier (not pictured) this is the one who holds down the bottom end and is one of the top guys in the biz. Incredible.

Neither tornados, inflamed esophagi, little practice time, tinnitus nor busted kneecaps have been able to stop 'em thus far.

They have several recordings available. I picked up 2 or 3 or 4 of them from a nice lady wandering around the club with a box of discs and a change purse. I'm all set.

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