Billy Preston is the Funkiest, Grooviest Motherfucker on the Planet.
You really can't deny that Billy Preston is the funkiest, grooviest motherfucker on the planet. And to anyone that says Billy Preston isn't the funkiest, grooviest motherfucker on the planet, I say "Step back, bitch! I've got words for your mother!"
It all comes down to the Preston classic, "Outta-Space" (a tune most recently re-introduced to American culture through a series of Intel ads.) How can you not groove to this funkified intrumental madness - a montage of clavinet squeaks, moog madness and spiny guitar. It's not a song about "melody" or "chord progressions" but simply vibe. A vibe of spacy grooviness: the kind of hoodoo John Glenn must have tripped out on when he was jiving with the star people. That is "Outta-Space": pure mood music, man... and the mood is full speed freak!
Granted, Preston pulled a few more rabbits out of his hat later in life. His gig in Sgt. Peppers (Bee-Gees era), his mellow "I Wrote an Simple Song" sing-a-long, his prison time for cocaine... But the cream that rises to the top of Billy's career is always "Outta-Space" The way it zooms in and out of cosmic asteroids towards the trippathon of lunar madness. No doubt, P-Funk owes a lot of it's spacey iconography to way out groves of Billy P. James Brown may have invented Funk, but it was Billy Preston who invented Psychedelic Funk - the kind of juice you get flowing when you mix your Angel Dust with your LSD. Laid down and groovy, it's the kind of funk that let's you soak up the sweet sugar of the opposite sex while tripping the light galactic. With Preston, funk flew to a whole new level, and those who didn't catch the ride were left dripping in their own jizz.
Rock on brother!
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