Fever In The Funkhouse

I don't know if I would have made much more of James Jamerson than I did if it were not for Marshall Crenshaw's loving ode to him in Rolling Stone.
What a difference 4 hours of cornfields make. I mean, Motown, what a rich and proud history and I didn't know squat. 26 years later and I STILL don't know squat. But its funny, both ha-ha and peculiar, how much more I read these days. With computer as appendage, I'm a frikkin sponge. Drives my wife nuts.
I just read how much McCartney was influenced by Jamerson and Motown. And since devouring the" new" Rubber Soul, the unison bass and guitar groove on Drive My Car and his melody runs on The Word and You Won't See me, is definitly a channeling of the Funk Brothers.
But to get a better grasp, drop that needle down, sit back and Inhale: Whats Going On, Dancing In The Street, I Can't Help Myself, You Keep Me Hangin On, My Girl, I Heard It Through The Grapevine, For Once In My Life, My Cherie Amour and Signed Seeled Delivered for just a taste.
James Jamerson's life was cut short with complications from pneumonia so he can no longer fight for the right to his contributions.
Lets not forget.


Photo of James Jamerson from last.fm
Discography from musicpayer.com