I’m not feeling great, so you get a moaner:
Last night I want to the George Clinton and the P-Funk concert in Providence. Great show, great venue (Lupos). I wouldn’t claim to be a huge fan, but that band just makes you want to move. I hear that George Clinton is 63. Amen to him. Also, love the guy in the diaper.
Highlight: For one song, they brought out George Clinton’s granddaughter, Sativa (look up that word on Google), to rap. She was certainly entertaining and quick lipped. I actually prefer the classic fun, but this was a welcome surprise for me.
Lowlight: Those two guys tearing up their electric guitars on stage for a 20+ minute “intermission.” I’ve been to one other George Clinton concert before and they did the same thing, so I guess that’s the schtick. I hate it. It drains me and kills what little funk I had.
