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Rating: In 1991, following the success of Mother’s Milk, the Red Hot Chili Peppers turned to Rick Rubin and Warner for their fifth album. It would become a masterpiece. Blood Sugar Sex Magik, a synthesis of vastly different musical influences, blends rock and funk, electric and acoustic... But let's proceed in order. One, two, three, four...
1. The Power Of Equality As expected, they immediately make their intentions clear. A captivating, spontaneous, and well-crafted funk-rock kicks off: a true orgy, where Flea's phallic bass infiltrates everywhere. Frusciante displays simple and fitting guitar lines, while Smith drums with intensity and effortlessly transitions. Kiedis contributes excellently, rapping, preaching, and presenting himself with these words: “right or wrong / my song is strong / if you don’t like it / move along!”
2. If You Have To Ask After this colorful and outgoing start, the band takes a break, but with style. The bass is still the protagonist, the guitar lays down a funky rhythm, and Smith invents a light snare drum that floats in an offbeat. Kiedis, this time, performs in the shadows only to emerge in the chorus. Finally, the song resolves with a series of breaks and a very dark guitar solo: pure academia.
3. Breaking The Girl After two tracks like these, the ears are ready for a masterpiece. Breaking the girl is an electro-acoustic ballad, a completely unprecedented ¾ where a haunting rhythm and a legendary melody overlap. Smith drums like a madman, Flea harmonizes wisely, while the guitars, flutes, and voice give an ethereal touch to the song, a confession of a modern-day Casanova, which develops into an exciting crescendo and forcefully enters among the Red Hot Chili Peppers' masterpieces.
4. Funky Monks Closing the first block of the album, which took us to paradise, a kind of dusty and acidic soul brings us back to earth. The drums are heavy as a sentence, moved solely by the offbeat hi-hat; the bass, in one of its rare moments of stasis, confuses with the kick drum; Frusciante strums with the class of a Delta bluesman. The result is a song that’s surely stark, perhaps a bit monotonous, with two instrumental moments that seem mere exercises in style. A half misstep.
5. Suck My Kiss Suck my Kiss lifts the mood, a genuine hard rock, all muscle and testosterone, where bass and guitar overlap to create absolutely explosive riffs. If Smith's rhythm provides solidity to their escape, Kiedis tries to top this din and commands, in an explosion of sincerity: “Suck my kiss, baby, f*** me right now.”
6. I Could Have Lied Finally, to conclude the second trio, comes another electro-acoustic ballad; this time, however, the rhythm is a 4/4, and the sound is much softer and more conventional. The absolute star is Frusciante, who builds the entire piece with splendid acoustic phrases, while Smith and Flea merely follow him, then accentuate the crescendo. The singing, once again emotional, launches a wonderful electric guitar solo that dissolves into the final chord progression. And if the album ended here?
7.Mellowship Slinky In B Major Concluding the second block, we restart with this piece, a light and colorful funk that opens the central part of the album. It’s a true divertissement, where drums, bass, and guitar interlock with great balance, shining both individually and as a unit. Kiedis' delirious rap, the backing vocals, and some brilliant passages complete a scene that might be pop, perhaps kitsch, but definitely well-crafted.
8. The Righteous And The Wicked Continuing with hard rock and a very simple bass riff supported by drums. On this riff, the well-paced verse and a loud, engaging chorus develop. After the second chorus, all hell breaks loose: as the drums get stuck on a 4/4 with Bonham's anger, bass and guitar unleash a stone-cracking riff worthy of Jimmy Page. In the end, despite a series of pyrotechnic breaks, Chad counts four for the next piece...
9. Give It Away... Which is another funk-rock, even noisier and more engaging. While guitar and drums rev up, Flea's bass is once again front and center: a Viagra-fueled, roaring bass, literally erupting—or perhaps erecting? We are faced with an explosive mix of bass and guitar, the perfect support for Kiedis' relentless rap: “Give it away, give it away, give it away now!”. Frusciante's phrases are impeccable, seamlessly fitting into a driving composition in perpetual motion.
10. Blood Sugar Sex Magik To close this continuum, without a moment of respite, comes the title track. Starting with Smith's rhythm, a slow, well-articulated 4/4, which sees the entry of a guitar and bass riff. The distortion transforms the verse into a psychedelic river, dense and vibrant, where Kiedis’ warm voice melts: “Every woman has a piece of Aphrodite / Copulate to create a state of sexual light / Kissing her virginity / My affinity / I mingle with the gods / I mingle with divinity”. The rest is monumental hard rock, made of electric slashes and burning solos, while the finale is just a prelude to the album's gem...
11. Under the Bridge The die is cast. Frusciante kicks off the legendary intro and accompanies Kiedis’ sincere and moving vocals. Smith and Flea join in, the former with extremely gentle rhythmics, the latter weaving an essential line. The piece grows progressively in its disarming simplicity while Kiedis speaks to us about his loneliness and Los Angeles, his only companion. “Lonely as I am / Together we cry”. After the second chorus—chills—the crescendo becomes overwhelming, with a new chord sequence leading the female choir—more chills—and the protagonist’s suicide. If the album ended here, we might go and commit suicide ourselves... What more could one want from life and music?
12. Naked In The Rain Pulling us from ecstasy is this somewhat over-the-top hard funk, with an explosive rhythm, in which Flea seems to have suddenly lost all restraint and engages in an exaggerated riff, before placing—yes!—the album’s first authentic bass solo.
13. Apache Rose Peacock Things slow down with a nice funk, set in New Orleans, where Kiedis tells us, sitting on a bean bag, about his crush on a beautiful mulatta. There's room for good riffs, some backing vocals, and even a trumpet more than vaguely jazz-like. But it’s clear that testosterone is taking hold of our heroes.
14. The Greeting Song Here’s another increasingly over-the-top hard-funk, where Frusciante happily strums along. The track is engaging, but perhaps a bit overloaded; the three instrumentalists seem to insist too much on virtuosity.
15. My Lovely Man Track 15 marks a very special moment, dedicated to the late friend and guitarist Hillel Slovak. Chad Smith enjoys himself the most, engaged in fast and elaborate rhythmics.
16. Sir Psycho Sexy A bass riff, melted in a very fluid distortion, opens the album's most rhetorical and pretentious track. The song runs for 8:16, with a series of good insights and an astounding Kiedis, who brings out the album's most vulgar and explicit lyrics, alternating with the inevitable choirs. It all resolves in a fantastic ending: an unsettling, almost psychedelic chord progression, worthy of concluding a shocking track.
17. They’re Red Hot Is it not over yet?! As the cherry on top, they take a Robert Johnson song, transforming it to create an extremely fast, very acidic, and delirious funk that closes the album, leaving us simply astounded.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 The Power of Equality (04:06)
(Swing)
I've got a soul
That cannot sleep
At night when something
Just ain't right
Blood red
But without sight
Exploding egos
In the night
Mix like sticks
Of dynamite
Red black or white
This is my fight
Come on courage
Let's be heard
Turn feelings
Into words
American equality
Has always been sour
An attitude
I would like to devour
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be (ought to be)
It fills me up like a hollow tree (hollow tree)
The power of equality
Right or wrong
My song is strong
You don't like it
Get along
Say what I want
Do what I can
Death to the massage
Of the Ku Klux Klan
I don't buy supremacy
Media chief
You menace me
The people you say
'Cause all the crime
Wake up motherfucker
And smell the slime
Blackest anger
Whitest fear
Can you hear me
Am I clear
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be (ought to be)
It fills me up like a hollow tree (hollow tree)
The power of equality
I've got tapes
I've got CD's
I've got my public enemy
My lilly white ass
Is tickled pink
When I listen to the music
That makes me think
Not another
Motherfuckin' politician
Doin' nothin' but something
For his own ambition
Never touch
The sound we make
Soul sacred love
Vows that we take
To create straight
What is true
Yo he's with me
And what I do
My name is peace
This is my hour
Can I get
Just a little bit of power
The power of equality
Is not yet what it ought to be (ought to be)
It fills me up like a hollow tree (hollow tree)
The power of equality
Madder than a motherfucker
Lick my finger
Can't forget
'Cause the memory lingers
Count 'em off quick
Little piccadilly sickness
Take me to the hick
Eat my thickness
I've got a welt
From the bible belt
Dealing with the hand
That I've been dealt
Sitting in the grip
Of a killing fist
Giving up blood
Just to exist
Rub me wrong
And I get pissed
No I cannot
Get to this
People in pain
I do not dig it
Change of brain
For Mr Bigot
Little brother do you hear me
Have a heart oh come get near me
Misery is not my friend
But I'll break before I bend
What I see is insanity
What ever happened to humanity
What ever happened to humanity
What ever happened to humanity
02 If You Have to Ask (03:39)
A wanna be gangster
Thinkin' he's a wise guy
Rob another bank
He's a sock 'em in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr Bonnie and Clyde guy
Lock him in the eye
He's not my kinda guy
Never wanna be
Confusion proof
Pudding's sweet
But too aloof
Orange eye girl
With blackslide Dew said
Yo homie
Who you talkin' to
A backed up paddywagon
Mackin' on a cat's ass
One upper cut
To the cold upper middle class
Born to storm
On boredom's face
And a little lust
To the funky ass Flea bass
Most in the race
Just loose their grace
The blackest hole
In all of space
Crooked as a hooker
Now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna come get some
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go (oh woh woh)
Don't ask me why
I'm flying so high
Mr Bubble meets superfly
In my third eye
Searching for a soul bride
She's my freakette
Soak it up inside
Deeper than a secret
Much more
Than meets the eye
To the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
My hand my hand
Magic on the one
Is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few
Taboos that I ought to kill
Dancin' on their face
Like a stage on Vaudeville
I feel so good
Can't be understood
Booty of a hoodlum
Rockin' my red hood
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go
If you have to ask
You'll never know
Funky motherfuckers
Will not be told to go (oh woh woh)
03 Breaking the Girl (04:57)
I am a man
Cut from the know
Rarely do friends
Come and then go
She was a girl
Soft but estranged
We were the two
Our lives rearranged
Feeling so good that day
A feeling of love that day
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else
Raised by my dad
Girl of the day
He was my man
That was the way
She was the girl
Left alone
Feeling the need
To make me her home
I don't know what when or why
The twilight of love had arrived
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else
Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else
06 I Could Have Lied (04:06)
There must be something
In the way I feel
That she don't want me to feel
The stare she bares cut me
I don't care
You see so what if I bleed
I could never change
Just what I feel
My face will never show
What is not real
A mountain never seems to have
The need to speak
A look that shares so many seek
The sweetest feeling
I got from you
The things I said to you were true
I could never change
Just what I feel
My face will never show
What is not real
I could have lied I'm such a fool
My eyes could never never never
Keep their cool
Showed her and I told her how
She struck me but I'm fucked up now
But now she's gone yes she's gone away
A soulful song
That would not stay
You see she hides 'cause she is scared
But I don't care
I won't be spared
I could have lied I'm such a fool
My eyes could never never never
Keep their cool
Showed her and I told her how
She struck me but I'm fucked up now
I could have lied I'm such a fool
My eyes could never never never
Keep their cool
Showed her and I told her how
She struck me but I'm fucked up now
07 Mellowship Slinky in B major (04:02)
I've got a mellowship, I've got a fellowship
I've got a nonstop "Yo swan" hello chip
Born to adore the big bad bison
Thunderstorm and a man like Tyson
Popcorn peanuts lookin' at big butts
No I cannot keep my mouth shut
Rockin' to the beat of the fabulous forum
My Lakers I adore 'em
Blush my lady when I tell her
That I do indeed love to smell her
Sopping wet your pink umbrella
Do the dog with Isabella
I'm so in love yes with an artist
Imagination, he's the smartest
Robert Williams, stroke and splatter
I attest to your gray matter
Living kings how true it rings
These are just a few of my favorite things
Good God, where's my sleigh now
Good God, playing for days now
Good God, any day now
Good God, take me away now
Good God, purple haze now
Good God, the baddest of brains now
Good God, any day now
Good God, ridin' my sleigh now
Being that I'm the duke of my domain
My hat goes off to Mark Twain
Singing a song about what true men don't do
Killing another creature that's kind of blue
Writing about the world of the wild coyote
Goodman Truman Copote
Talking about my thoughts 'cause they must grow
Cock my brain to shoot my load
I'm on my porch 'cause I lost my house key
Pick up my book I read Bukowski
Can I get another kiss from you
Kiss me right here on my tattoo
Good God, where's my sleigh now
Good God, playing for days now
Good God, any day now
Good God, take me away now
Good God, De Niro's insane now
Good God, rackin' my brain now
Good God, any day now
Good God, take me away now... take me away
Me my friends and the sex machine
Do unto others like my brothers bean
I know you've got a mother
So give her a hug
I know you've got a mother
With a whole lot of love
Billy sings and Basie swings
These are just a few of my favorite things
These are just a few of my favorite things
These are just a few of my favorite things
These are just a few...
08 The Righteous & The Wicked (04:10)
I can't rest in war
Will you be my friend
Dark ages never change
I can't comprehend
Kiss me we self destruct
Can you hear me Lord
Yes I think we're fucked
But I can't rest in war
(The righteous and the wicked on the war and peace)
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist
Of the human beast
P.O.P.
Prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
I am playing for a better day
I am playing for a better day
I am playing for a better day
Holy mother earth
Crying into space
Tears on her pretty face
Before she has been raped
Killing your future blood
Fill her with desease
Global abortion please
That is what she needs
(The righteous and the wicked on the war and peace)
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist
Of the human beast
P.O.P.
Prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
I am playing for a better day (oh yeah)
Playing for a better day
Are we fireflies
Flashing in the night
Big thunder rumble fish
Did you get it right
Headstrong battle song
Exploding souls be gone
Marvin Gaye my love
Where did we go wrong
(The righteous and the wicked on the war and peace)
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
The killing fist
Of the human beast
P.O.P.
Prodigies of peace
Hear me when I'm calling you
From my knees
I am playing for a better day
09 Give It Away (04:45)
What I've got you've got to give it to your mamma
What I've got you've got to give it to your papa
What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue
I realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide wisely you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the kaiser
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes
Low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now
Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me can't you see I'm gonna cough it
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper
Lucky me swimmin' in my ability
Dancin' down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility
My mom I love her 'cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin' good my brother gonna hug me
Drink up my juice young love chug-a-lug me
There's a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won't let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
I can't tell iff I'm a king pin or a pauper
What I've got you've got to give it to your mamma
What I've got you've got to give it to your papa
What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue
I realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide wisely you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the kaiser
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
10 Blood Sugar Sex Magik (04:33)
Blood sugar sucker fish
In my dish
How many pieces
Do you wish
Step into a heaven
Where I keep it on the soulside
Girl please me
Be my soul bride
Every woman
Has a piece of Aphrodite
Copulate to create
A state of sexual light
Kissing her virginity
My affinity
I mingle with the gods
I mingle with devinity
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar crazy
She has it
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Glorious euphoria
Is my must
Erotic shock
Is a function of lust
Temporarily blind
Dimensions to discover
In time
Each into the other
Uncontrollable notes
From her snowwhite throat
Fill a space
In which two bodies float
Operatic by voice
A fanatic by choice
Aromatic is the flower
She must be moist
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar crazy
She has it
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar crazy
She has it
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar crazy
She has it
Sex magik sex magik
Blood sugar baby
She's magik
Sex magik sex magik
11 Under the Bridge (04:26)
Sometimes I feel
Like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel
Like my only friend
Is the city I live in
The city of angels
Lonely as I am
Together we cry
I drive on her streets
cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills
cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds
And she kisses me windy
I never worry
Now that is a lie
I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
It's hard to believe
That there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe
That I'm all alone
At least I have her love
The city she loves me
Lonely as I am
Together we cry
I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
Under the bridge downtown
Is where I drew some blood
Under the bridge downtown
I could not get enough
Under the bridge downtown
Forgot about my love
Under the bridge downtown
I gave my life away
12 Naked in the Rain (04:28)
Standin' on the corner of civilization
There's a time there's a place for me
In a world where I can't be found
Cold and mean people give me the creeps
Going to the jungle where the elephant roams
Got to get away gonna make it my home
Losing my taste for the human race
Social grace is a waste of time
It's absurd when I look around
So sublime that we blow my mind
Naked in the rain with a killer whale
I can't taste the salt when I lick his tail
Naked in the rain
Doctor Doolittle what's your secret
Give it to me doctor
Don't keep it
I never met an animal that I didn't like
You can come to me I won't bite
Don't you know dog is man's best friend
There is some love that you can't fight
Naked in the rain with black tattoos
Runnin' through the woods laughing at the blues
Naked in the rain
Doctor Doolittle what's your secret
Give it to me doctor
Don't keep it
Listen to the talking heart in my chest
With this gift good Lord I am blessed
There's a lump and it's in my throat
I'm in love with the wilderness
Naked in the river skinny dippin' my way
In the waterfall I just wanna play
Naked in the rain
Doctor Doolittle what's your secret
Give it to me doctor
Don't keep it
Naked in the rain
Doctor Doolittle what's your secret
Give it to me doctor
Don't keep it
13 Apache Rose Peacock (04:44)
Sittin' on a sack of beans
Sittin' down in New Orleans
You wouldn't believe what I've seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don't mix with politics
People on the street just kickin' to the licks
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my dick got hard
And I dropped my jaw
I saw a bird walkin' down the block
Name Apache Rose Peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
A little boy came along
Name of Louis Armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my willy
So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her Rosey
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I like better
Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin' down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin' peacock
Hottest ass on the goddamn block
Rockin' to the beat of the funcky ass meters
She has one of those built in heaters
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy wheater
I never met a girl that I like better
Voodoo gurus casting their spells
Cockatoo drag queens shakin' their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it
Chicken strut your butt let's rock
Gettin' it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girl's insane but it's all right
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
17 They're Red Hot (01:12)
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale
Hot tamales and they red not, yes, she got 'em for sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale, I mean
Yes she got 'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale
They're too hot, boy
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, now, she got 'em for sale
You know the monkey, now the baboon playin' in the grass
Well, the monkey stuck his finger in that old Good Gulf Gas, now
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got 'em for sale
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale
She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime
Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got 'em for sale, yes, yeah
Hot tamales and they red hot, yes, she got 'em for sale
I'm 'onna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
I'll due to break 'way your liver and dare your heart to beat 'bout my
Hot tamales 'cause they red hot, yes, they got 'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got 'em for sale, yeah
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By sexyajax
Their debut with Warner Bros marks the achieved maturity of the Californian quartet’s sound: an incandescent mixture of suitably 'punked-up' rock’n’roll and funk with hip-hop accents.
'Blood Sugar Sex Magik' is the solid framework on which the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ legend was built.
