Funk is a music genre that originated in the mid-late 1960s when African American musicians blended soul music, jazz and R&B into a rhythmic, danceable new form of music. Funk de-emphasizes melody and harmony and brings a strong rhythmic groove of electric bass and drums to the foreground. Funk songs are often based on an extended vamp on a single chord, distinguishing it from R&B and soul songs, which are centered on chord progressions.
Like much African-inspired music, funk typically consists of a complex groove with rhythm instruments such as electric guitar, electric bass, Hammond organ, and drums playing interlocking rhythms. Funk bands sometimes have a horn section of several saxophones, trumpets, and in some cases, a trombone, which plays rhythmic "hits".
Many of the most famous bands in the genre also played disco and soul extensively. Funk samples have been used extensively in genres including hip hop, house music and drum and bass. It is also the main influence of go-go, a subgenre associated with funk.
Mark Daniel Ronson (born 4 September 1975) is an English DJ, musician, music producer, artist and co-founder of Allido Records. He currently works with his band under the music alias of Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
While his debut album Here Comes the Fuzz failed to make an impact on the charts, his second album, Version included three top ten hits and won Ronson a Brit Award for Best British Male Artist in 2008. His third studio album, Record Collection, was released on 27 September 2010.
Ronson was born at the Wellington Hospital, St John's Wood, to writer/socialite Ann Dexter-Jones and one-time band manager and real estate entrepreneur Laurence Ronson. His parents are of Ashkenazi Jewish descent, with ancestors from Austria, Russia, and Lithuania, and Ronson was brought up in Conservative Judaism. Ronson's family name was originally Aaronson, but his grandfather Henry Ronson changed it to Ronson. Ronson is the nephew of property tycoon Gerald Ronson. Ronson is related to British Conservative politicians Sir Malcolm Rifkind and Leon Brittan, as well as Odeon Cinemas founder Oscar Deutsch. Ronson has twin sisters who are two years younger than him, Charlotte Ronson, a fashion designer, and Samantha Ronson, a singer and DJ. Ronson also has five younger half-siblings. Alexander and Annabelle, through his mother's remarriage to Mick Jones as well as Henrietta, David and Joshua, through his father's remarriage to model Michele First. After his parents broke up, his mother married Foreigner guitarist Mick Jones, which contributed to a childhood surrounded by music.
Peter Gene Hernandez (born October 8, 1985), better known by his stage name Bruno Mars, is an American singer-songwriter and record producer. Raised in Honolulu, Hawaii by a family of musicians, Mars began making music at a young age. He performed in various musical venues in his hometown throughout his childhood. He graduated from high school and then moved to Los Angeles, California to pursue a musical career. Mars produced songs for other artists, joining production team The Smeezingtons.
Mars had an unsuccessful stint with Motown Records, but then signed with Atlantic Records in 2009. He became recognized as a solo artist after lending his vocals and co-writing the hooks for the songs "Nothin' on You" by B.o.B, and "Billionaire" by Travie McCoy. He also co-wrote the hits "Right Round" by Flo Rida featuring Ke$ha, and "Wavin' Flag" by K'naan. In October 2010, he released his debut album, Doo-Wops & Hooligans. Anchored by the worldwide number-one singles "Just the Way You Are" and "Grenade", the album peaked at number three on the Billboard 200. Mars was nominated for seven Grammys at the 53rd Grammy Awards, winning Best Male Pop Vocal Performance for "Just the Way You Are".
Barack Hussein Obama II (i/bəˈrɑːk huːˈseɪn oʊˈbɑːmə/; born August 4, 1961) is the 44th and current President of the United States. He is the first African American to hold the office. In January 2005, Obama was sworn in as a U.S. Senator in the state of Illinois. He would hold this office until November 2008, when he resigned following his victory in the 2008 presidential election.
Born in Honolulu, Hawaii, Obama is a graduate of Columbia University and Harvard Law School, where he was the president of the Harvard Law Review. He was a community organizer in Chicago before earning his law degree. He worked as a civil rights attorney in Chicago and taught constitutional law at the University of Chicago Law School from 1992 to 2004. He served three terms representing the 13th District in the Illinois Senate from 1997 to 2004.
Following an unsuccessful bid against the Democratic incumbent for a seat in the United States House of Representatives in 2000, Obama ran for the United States Senate in 2004. Several events brought him to national attention during the campaign, including his victory in the March 2004 Illinois Democratic primary for the Senate election and his keynote address at the Democratic National Convention in July 2004. He won election to the U.S. Senate in Illinois in November 2004. His presidential campaign began in February 2007, and after a close campaign in the 2008 Democratic Party presidential primaries against Hillary Rodham Clinton, he won his party's nomination. In the 2008 presidential election, he defeated Republican nominee John McCain, and was inaugurated as president on January 20, 2009. Nine months later, Obama was named the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize laureate. In April 2011, he announced that he would be running for re-election in 2012.
James Joseph Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006) was an American singer, songwriter, musician, and recording artist. He is the originator of funk music and is a major figure of 20th century popular music and dance.
In a career that spanned decades, Brown profoundly influenced the development of many different musical genres. Brown moved on a continuum of blues and gospel-based forms and styles to a profoundly "Africanized" approach to music making. Brown performed in concerts, first making his rounds across the Chitlin' Circuit, and then across the country and later around the world, along with appearing in shows on television and in movies. Although he contributed much to the music world through his hitmaking, Brown holds the record as the artist who charted the most singles on the Billboard Hot 100 without ever hitting number one on that chart.
For many years, Brown's touring show was one of the most extravagant productions in American popular music. At the time of Brown's death, his band included three guitarists, two bass guitar players, two drummers, three horns and a percussionist. The bands that he maintained during the late 1960s and 1970s were of comparable size, and the bands also included a three-piece amplified string section that played during ballads. Brown employed between 40 and 50 people for the James Brown Revue, and members of the revue traveled with him in a bus to cities and towns all over the country, performing upwards of 330 shows a year with almost all of the shows as one-nighters. In 1986, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and in 1990 into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Plot
In the not-distant-future, the market has taken over everything, thanks to the marketers. The consumer is king, and those who see value outside of the marketplace are "enemies of the consumer", terrorists, and "partisan" enemies that the state must dispose of. Protagonist Jack seems to be at one with the media corporations (after all, his marketing ideas led to the institutionalization of the exchange of sex for enhanced buying power), but is he somehow involved with the feeble and pathetic resistance movement? Does he love Cecile, his colleague, or is she a pawn in his game? And what of the mysterious girl from Monday? Are immigrants from the star system "Monday" really assisting the partisans?
Keywords: alien, anti-hero, aphrodisiac, attention-deficit-disorder, bar, barcode, bare-breasts, bath, bathroom, bathtub
Cecile: The feeling is the whole approach could be more, well, sexy. Much more provocative.::Jack: The children's wear account...::Abercrombie: Kids and not just children Jack, they're consumers.
Jack: There was a dictatorship of the consumer now. What most people wanted most of the time, and were willing to pay for, was good. Whatever defied the logic of the market was bad. Automatic world. Disposable income was the chief revolutionary virtue. Everyone had what they wanted, always. As long as they did their part and threw themselves, body and soul, towards the aim of economic supremacy.
Jack: Acts of love, charity, and eroticism for their own sake were soon seen as perverse self-indulgences. Inhumane, uncivilized, barbaric.
Cecile: People have to *want* to have heart surgery, whether they need it or not.
Judge: You are sentenced to two years hard labor - teaching high school.
[first lines]::Jack: It's such a long way down, it's strange. The word becomes - flesh? The body remains... what? She had traveled light years to get here. And in the vaporous fields of her home star no one had bodies, or names, or identity. A living thought or feeling, stretching out in all directions. Not measured but desired, elegant. But here, in the flesh, the revolution had come.
Adjuster: [after much typing and beeps] I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this Mr. Bell, but with such a narrow band of sexual activity, even with your position with the agency, your consumer potential is figured to be *very* low. Which of course means an increase in your premium.
Jack: It was a culture of desire. You had to want in order to be wanted. And you had to be wanted in order to survive.
Jack: What do you call yourself?::The Girl From Monday: Nobody.
Jack: Because of the high incidence of handgun-related violence in school, only convicts were assigned teaching positions.
Plot
In order to generate more endorsement revenue, Champion City's resident superhero Captain Amazing arranges for the release of supervillian Casanova Frankenstein, only to be captured by him. The city's fate rests in the hands of seven loser superhero wannabes: the fork-flinging Blue Rajah, the shovel-wielding Shoveler, the posessed bowling ball-hurling Bowler, the flatulent Spleen, the only-when-nobody's-looking Invisible Boy, the mysterious Sphinx, and the perpetually-angry Mr. Furious.
Keywords: audition, based-on-comic, based-on-comic-book, botched-rescue, bowling, bowling-ball, cartoon-on-tv, castle, cult-film, cult-film
This summer expect the unexpected
Universal Pictures presents a new league of heroes that step to a different beat.
We're not your classic heroes, we're the other guys.
They're not your average superheroes.
The Blue Raja: May the forks be with us.
Mr. Furious: I don't need a compass to know which way the wind shines.
The Sphinx: We are number one. All others are number two, or lower.
Blue Raja's mother: [the Blue Raja's mom walks in on him, in full costume, rummaging through her silverware drawer] Jeffrey, what are you doing?::The Blue Raja: Um, I was just, um, uh, um, I'm, uh...::[shifts to British accent]::The Blue Raja: I'm a superhero, mother.::Blue Raja's mother: A superhero?::The Blue Raja: An effete British superhero, to be precise. I am pilfering your tableware because I hurl it. I hurl it with a deadly accuracy. The Blue Raja is my name. And yes, I know I don't wear much blue and I speak in a British accent, but if you know your history it really does make perfect sense.
Dr. Heller: That's a high-temperature fabric adhesive liquid projector, based on simple dry-cleaning technology. You aim that at a guy, and I'll tell you something: his clothes get so tight he can't even breathe.
Casanova Frankenstein: A fish-fork is no match for my machine!
Casanova Frankenstein: I have created a beautiful machine that is going to encourage our fellow citizens to share my vision of the future! Can you dig it?
The Blue Raja: I better get going. I've got a city to save.::Blue Raja's mother: Jeffrey? Do the accent.::The Blue Raja: Uh, well... [shifts to British accent] Well, I'd love to stay and chit-chat, Mother, but I fear I must away with me - our metropolis is in the clutches of madmen!::Blue Raja's mother: Jeff?::The Blue Raja: Yeah?::Blue Raja's mother: Cheerio.::The Blue Raja: Thanks, Mom.
Monica: I don't find you threatening.::Mr. Furious: Oh! Well, you're very, uh... you're very, uh... kind.::Monica: At all.
The Shoveller: We're not your classic heros. We're the other guys.
Plot
After being ditched by her cameraman because of her manipulative behavior at a murder scene, a reporter wanders through town looking for a phone she can use. She finds a small museum, where the proprietor invites her in to have a look around before leaving. In one room, she encounters a strange jar which causes her to have strange visions, visions that are suppoedly drawn from her own mind. These 'visions' make up the rest of this four- part anthology, which includes horror and suspense stories about a junkie chasing a dog for his runaway fix, a pizza delivery boy who gets a Halloween surprise, a living but paralyzed OD victim forced to undergo her own autopsy because everyone thinks she's dead, and a deal between a golf course owner and a gravedigger that has some unexpected consequences.
Keywords: anthology, autopsy, canada, dog, film-within-a-film, freak, freakshow, golf-course, graveyard, haunted-house
So deadly, it may be the last movie you ever see.
Let your imagination take control...if you dare!
Humour that will scare you to death!
A film that gives new meaning to the word "horror."
Dr. Borges: Society.
Shan: The body count here tonight. 35 dead, including 5 theatre employees, 35 others wounded, most of them in critical condition. There are reports that the boy identified as the killer, Fidge De Sola, seen here in the V.C. High yearbook, had recently been fired from his job as an usher at this theatre, after having a fight with another employee over a girl. Fidge De Sola used guns from his father's collection of Vietnam weaponry. The last victim was the killer himself. He died by his own hand. This reporter was called by the alleged killer earlier this evening. He told me that, in his words, 'something special was going to happen here this evening.' We were here when the shooting began. Those guns turned him from an anonymous lonely teenager, to a mass murderer. Why? Is it something in our nature? A monstrous genetic defect in the human animal? Something inside us all? Not a freak of nature, but a freak by nature. This is Shannon Nichols for KLME Live Eye Reporter.
Dr. Borges: Technology. We thought it was man's new best friend, but with it came its garbage, its pollution, its poisons, its new attitudes.
Dr. Borges: In a world where junkies roam the street living on dope and garbage, where obsessions and greed have replaced compassion, my collection is a very little attraction.
Byrd: Crash and burn, girls never learn.
[Boots]
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
whose brother Elmo, looked like me
Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose
Kick em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and clothes
Elmo would develop lots of beef as a tweaker
and all of them was mostly come lookin for me
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin
to rat pack, hmm, time to get a gat
So I'm strapped cause I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat
momma's lap, what's happenin here's a rap
Saturday twelve o'clock, told E-Roc, the whole block
and what not, about, how men are spottin he said
";This little homey gets bread like flossin
You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in Boots
Maybe you should move to Boston";
But you get lost when you play like a punk
Pile on the Right Guard I got SERIOUS funk
";I'm trying, not to lose...";
";I'm trying, not to lose my head..."; --> Melle Mel
(repeat 2X)
";I plan to tell you what it is later";
(DJ Pam cuts and scratches)
[Boots]
Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk like this
catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss this
rip that I'ma go through, maybe I can flow through
this whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends make suggestions...
that I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question
If I die by the trigger of a misled brother
could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow
even though I'm bout to roll with no paddle
up a creek called shit, light is lit on the situation
Cause me and him is gonna decrease the population
Now we wonder why our revolution never grow
Killin motherfuckers just for steppin on our toe
If we had as much funk for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the blood would never flow again
And then, the uzis that were once used to kill each other
Could be used, to serve and protect the brothers
And the sisters and the cousins or whatever others
But the funk keeps growing like a fungus...
";I'm trying, not to lose...";
";I'm trying, not to lose my head..."; --> Melle Mel
(repeat 2X)
";That's Elmo, get that fool"; ";Yeah get that fool";
";Ay, I'm Boots, I ain't Elmo -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!";
[Boots]
Four years til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five
caliber don't take no jive, just pull to fix
Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six ain't in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me takin no, trips
You won't be takin no sips from a milk carton
seein my face with a caption, askin
";Have you seen Boots, he's missing in action";
This shit is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson
Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be doin others
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more than shoo-be-doin
on the corner, talkin revolution from Victoria to Florida
It's why it don't make sense that they want me a goner
on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack think I'm
poppin junk cause they don't see for centuries
the genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass
But I gots more funk for the rulin class
Will it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin
Five-oh gets again, gets off with a grin
National Guard sent in for when we got beef
You wanna pop the trunk we got serious funk
";I'm trying, not to lose...";
";I'm trying, not to lose my head..."; --> Melle Mel
(repeat 4X)
*** spellings of the names of people in this outro may not be accurate ***
Aight, back it up
I wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters that really got my back
when the funk be on
Of course it goes without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all times and at all costs
Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank
J-Post and Stone of the Outcasts
Osajih Po from the Tenth Planets
Chuck Da Pharoah got my back
Evo got my back, Rose got my back
Niko and the whole Mau Mau Rhythm Collective
got my back cause I got theirs
The funk is on, and African Identity is there
The funk is on and Midnight Voices is there
The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are there
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail
I'm there for Aztlan Nation
I got your back Leftside Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy cause you got mine
All y'all got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax
Problem Child got my back with the piano
Aiy y'all let's fade out, but before we fade
I wanna say rest in peace to Plan B, we out
F.U.N.K.
Funk funk y'all funk
Ow help me nigga now help me
I was born with it
I will die with it
Because it's in my blood
And I can't I can't get enough so I so I
Danced to the music
And a sang a simple song
I was thankful and thooughtful
Sly Stone came along
Cause he took me higher
And he made me see
I had inner visions of a young man named Stevie
Stevie Wonder
Tina Turner
Al Green y'all
Ann Peebles
They were born with it
And they're gonna aah they're gonna leave here
With it because it's in their blood
And that's why I want you to help me nigga now
help me
Barry White
Larry Graham does it right
Isaac Hayes y'all
The O'Jays singin
Some people got to have it
Some people really need it
Some people will do anything
For the love for the love of that stuff called
money now
I'm gonna tell ya about a man
He had a lot of feelin in his hands
And his name was Jimi Hendrix y'all
Jimi Hendrix was his name
He could make that guitar walk
He could make that guitar talk now
He could make that guitar sing
Jimi yes he could make it do anything anything
He used to say Foxy Lady
He used to say ahh Betty Betty
I'm gonna getcha now ow
Aretha Franklin can't she sing it
I said Chaka Khan don't she swing it
The Funkadelics can't they do it
And when you hear Skin Tight you wanna get into it
F.U.N.K.
Funk funk y'all
[Boots]
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
whose brother Elmo, looked like me
Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose
Kick em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and clothes
Elmo would develop lots of beef as a tweaker
and all of them was mostly come lookin for me
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin
to rat pack, hmm, time to get a gat
So I'm strapped cause I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat
momma's lap, what's happenin here's a rap
Saturday twelve o'clock, told E-Roc, the whole block
and what not, about, how men are spottin he said
"This little homey gets bread like flossin
You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in Boots
Maybe you should move to Boston"
But you get lost when you play like a punk
Pile on the Right Guard I got SERIOUS funk
"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel
(repeat 2X)
"I plan to tell you what it is later"
(DJ Pam cuts and scratches)
[Boots]
Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk like this
catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss this
rip that I'ma go through, maybe I can flow through
this whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends make suggestions...
that I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question
If I die by the trigger of a misled brother
could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow
even though I'm bout to roll with no paddle
up a creek called shit, light is lit on the situation
Cause me and him is gonna decrease the population
Now we wonder why our revolution never grow
Killin motherfuckers just for steppin on our toe
If we had as much funk for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the blood would never flow again
And then, the uzis that were once used to kill each other
Could be used, to serve and protect the brothers
And the sisters and the cousins or whatever others
But the funk keeps growing like a fungus...
"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel
(repeat 2X)
"That's Elmo, get that fool""Yeah get that fool"
"Ay, I'm Boots, I ain't Elmo -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!"
[Boots]
Four years til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five
caliber don't take no jive, just pull to fix
Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six ain't in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me takin no, trips
You won't be takin no sips from a milk carton
seein my face with a caption, askin
"Have you seen Boots, he's missing in action"
This shit is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson
Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be doin others
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more than shoo-be-doin
on the corner, talkin revolution from Victoria to Florida
It's why it don't make sense that they want me a goner
on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack think I'm
poppin junk cause they don't see for centuries
the genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass
But I gots more funk for the rulin class
Will it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin
Five-oh gets again, gets off with a grin
National Guard sent in for when we got beef
You wanna pop the trunk we got serious funk
"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel
(repeat 4X)
*** spellings of the names of people in this outro may not be accurate ***
Aight, back it up
I wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters that really got my back
when the funk be on
Of course it goes without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all times and at all costs
Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank
J-Post and Stone of the Outcasts
Osajih Po from the Tenth Planets
Chuck Da Pharoah got my back
Evo got my back, Rose got my back
Niko and the whole Mau Mau Rhythm Collective
got my back cause I got theirs
The funk is on, and African Identity is there
The funk is on and Midnight Voices is there
The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are there
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail
I'm there for Aztlan Nation
I got your back Leftside Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy cause you got mine
All y'all got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax
Problem Child got my back with the piano
Aiy y'all let's fade out, but before we fade
(MERT MORTON AKSUNA,OZGUR ERSIN,CEM ERGIN,CAN MISIRLIOGLU)