My face is sunburned from drinking tequila in Mexico this past weekend during the wife's b-day. Thankfully we had this album with us.
I recently replaced my old copy of Maggot Brain with the 2005 reissue that cleaned up the sound (considerably) and tacked on a couple of bonus tracks. It goes without saying that I'm having a damn good time getting to know this joint again after many years away.
The history and lineage of George Clinton's various groups and offshoots is as confusing as it is creative, so for those not obsessed . . .
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