It's nice to see people checking our awesome blog :) Y'all haven't met me, til now! I'm Kate, and I will be poppin' in from time to time to talk about all kinds of funky stuff.
Speaking of funky, there's been quite a bit of some old school funk bringing itself to my attention lately. Not the music itself, but the musicians themselves!
Let me explain. I was lucky enough to get to travel to the great cities of Los Angeles and San Diego last week too catch my boyfriend's band, Daath, on tour. I assumed I was in for 2 days of nothing but metal in sight. I was wrong! First person I see as I approach the LAX baggage claim? None other than this man right here:
The P-Funk mastermind himself, George Clinton! He's very impressive to look at. Fluorescent and big. We exchanged head nods and daps, not a word.
Fast forward to 4 days later I'm at work at Mellow Mushroom. I notice a gentleman with a raging Jerry Curl come in through the front door. He approached me at the bar with his son, and proceeded to order a key lime pie to go. I was thinking, "This guy looks SUPER familiar...and why do I have the sudden urge watch Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back?" He gave me his credit card to pay...the name on the card? Morris Day! Sho nuff, from Morris Day and the Time. You may know this band from the gem of a movie I just mentioned, or perhaps the award-worthy Purple Rain. He returned today with his family. I guess the Mellow just got a little more psychedelic! And for your viewing pleasure, The Time doing their most infamous song, Jungle Love!
Needless to say, I am now left sitting on my couch debating on whether to get a perm or a weave. Suggestions? Haha!
xoxoxox
kate*
