Friday, August 26, 2011

Red Hot Chili Peppers - 30 Years of Blood Sugar Sex...and Magic.

I'm going to veer off a little here into music videos; a format i've hardly touched since i started writing this blog, but i still think is incredibly important to the art of filth. In light of their new album release on August 29th, titled 'I'm With You', i'd like to focus some much needed praise on them. Lately Red Hot Chili Peppers have been playing ad-nauseum on my ipod and honestly i realized just how important they are, to both music and sex. Now, you might think i'm bias because i'm from California and here, the chili peppers are almost a religion. There are three things we can't live without over here 1. Priuses 2. Avocados and 3. The Chili Peppers. They are the quintessential California rock band, funky, unabashed, and innovative. They are to california what The Beatles are to the UK, and on par with them in my opinion.
They have been around for more than 30 years at this point, and have used the music video format to express themselves further than just the recording of their music can take them. Lest we forget, these are also the guys who stripped down completely for a rather memorable performance donning nothing but old tube socks around their family jewels. And man could they rock a tube sock like no one's business.
Energetic, photogenic (arguably), and unapologetic, this fab foursome has gone through it all, death of a band member, drug addiction, Woodstock '99, etc. and have come out legends. Not to mention they still have bodies that rival the average jocky 20-something and they are all by now pushing 40. Let's go down the line shall we?
There's the lead singer Anthony Kiedis, who hasn't sat still in 30 plus years, with a gorgeous head of long flowey black hair (which he's since chopped, but it still works) and lots of tribal tattoos with a voice so aggressive and yet sensitive. It's raw.
Then there's my personal favorite; Flea, bass player extraordinaire with pecks of steel, a very defined tooth gap, and limitless energy, slapping his instrument like a bitch that owes him money. Then there's John the guitarist; the dark one. Feminine, melancholy, and mysterious who almost got kicked out for his junk habit but bounced back beautifully. Then there's Chad; the Will Ferrel-looking guy behind the drum kit with cut off vests and back wards baseball hats. I don't really have much more to say about him.
Now, lets look at their accomplishments, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Grammy's and Platinum Records aside. They were the first to have a guy on guy kiss in a music video in 'Give it Away', they were the first to all perform in the buff, (i'm going to keep mentioning it until you google it fool) and gave us the timeless lyric 'what i got you gotta get it put it in you' (and i'm thinking, hey fellas, you don't have to tell me twice), anyway...for that Chili Peppers, we thank you, and speaking for myself, I want to have a crazy fucked up 5-way with all of them. I feel that one time would be enough to hold me over for the rest of my life.
There is so much the Chili Peppers should be commended for, and it's difficult to pick just one video to post with this entry, but after thinking about it for a while, the only one I can think of that best describes their trajectory, musical uniqueness, sexual spirit, and fabulous talent is 'Give it Away' from the aptly named album 'Blood Sugar Sex Magik' (1991). I for one hope they never stop making music...or not wearing shirts.
Their complete balls to the wall (no pun intended) approach to their music brought out an insane sexuality that brings all of their predecessors to a snoring halt.
They pack the appeal of every tight-panted 70's glam rocker and brought the fun. And whoever can bring the fun, and not be afraid to bring the fun, can hang out at my lunch table.

Note how Flea can position his bass between his legs. Awesome. 

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