so, I'm finishing up On The Jungle Floor - we're n a Burbank studio - the producer of OTJF (Bill Bottrell) is fiddling w nobs when i’m suddenly struck w a pattern. a bass-line. i run n2 the drum booth (a small room 4 recording drums) and plug a bass guitar n2 a small amplifier. i do this discretely, as 2 not alert Bill. he might start recording, and that might rush me n2 the clockwork b4 i’m ready. jus as i’m finding a lane, n comes Curtis Whitehead, who normally would b playing bass but, since I'm on bass, Curtis jumps on the drums. Curtis has more ideas than any1 i hav evr met, and they tumble out n avalanches. he’s the funquiest negro n dee world, and evidently, he hears a beat under my bassline. n the moment, I'm not 2 excited 2 hear this beat bcuz, like me, Curt's drum skills lag far behind his ideas. HOWEVER, he begins sputtering on a beat so bad-meaning-good, so fckn syncopated, choppd and stanky, that i YELLD n2 the drum mics, “Hey, Bill?! Record this!" “I AM!" is the reply. i captured about 90 seconds of goodness; which i stored away 4 latr. when the time came i did slight surgery on Curt's drums, just 2 spread his rhythmic genius across 3 minutes. i replayed the bass, wrote a tale of polyamory, and askd Michelle Shaprow 2 sing w me. and it all came out A-ok, I'd say. oh, and Fred Wesley laid the horns, AFTER telln me i reminded him of George Clinton. i was chEEsin

mixd by Tony Maserati
lyrics
you left me for ur girlfriend
convinced that u were lesbian
started dressing like a man 2 prove it
threw me down on the world
said heaven was 4 little girls
told me i might as well get used 2 it
the dimples on your bottom, baby
look thoroughly modern when u shake it
let me see u dance with ur girlfriend
let me see u dance
female:
i don't think it's un4giveable
u see me knocking at ur front door
let me and my lover n
we don't have 2 make it like it was
with all the things we've seen since then
we can make it like it should've been
male & female:
his and hers and mine
how often do u find
something we can all depend on
credits
from fifti,
released February 8, 2020
mixd by Tony Maserati
supported by 20 fans who also own “prelude (the dimples on ur bottom)”
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