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Rating: GENRE: Funk Rock, Rap-Rock, Funk Metal, Alternative Rock
The first album by the Red Hot Chili Peppers was released in 1984. Produced by Gang of Four guitarist Andy Gill, it was the band's first attempt to introduce the world to their sound that drew equally from funk, rap, punk, and rock. A sound very innovative for its time that very few (if any, depending on your point of view) had played before then.
Sure.. there was the post-punk influenced by the funk of bands like Gang of Four and The Pop Group from a few years earlier, there was the psychedelic, rocking funk of Funkadelic, there was the 360-degree punk of The Clash, and there was the black-influenced hardcore punk of Bad Brains, but no one had yet tried to mix all these influences together along with rap vocals.
The band for the first album was a "temporary" band as two of the original members were missing (the ones they had been playing live with since 1982 onwards), namely Hillel Slovak (guitar) and Jack Irons (drums), who were involved in a parallel rock-based project, What Is This? They were replaced by Jack Sherman on guitar and Cliff Martinez on drums.
This last-minute lineup change meant that the band was not as well blended as in their live performances and that the fundamental chemistry of the four original members was missing (joined in by Anthony Kiedis on vocals and Michael "Flea" Balzary on bass).
Moreover, the production work with Andy Gill was challenging as the producer wanted a very plastic-sounding approach with keyboards and other electronic ambitions, while the group was more in favor of a raw, aggressive sound, more similar to their live performances. The result is a compromise that satisfies neither the band nor Andy Gill, but it does hint at the band's potential and originality.
Rating: 7
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Get Up and Jump (02:51)
Get up and jump, get up and jump, get up, get up, get up and jump
Jump on up
Jump on down
Just jump a jump a jump a jump a jump around
Jump the day away
Jump all over town
'Cause jumpin' is okay in a jumpin' kinda way, ghey ghey!
Jump a boy
Jump a girl
Jump a rope
Jump for joy
Just don't stop jumpin'
Keep your heart muscle pumpin'
Hillel be jumpin' on that little baby frumpkin
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
When you're just standing or sitting still
Think about the frogs gettin' a thrill
Take a little lesson from the kangaroos
Don't you know they're jumpin' foos, jump you!
Jump a nun
Jump a Jack
Jump for fun
Jump back
How's about us jumpin' in the sack?
And now, it's time for a jump attack
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogie
To the tune of slima Billy
Lookin' like you're mighty silly
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Say what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Mister Mexican jumpin' bean knows
His fun is skeaky clean
Christ, how'd ya think that he got so clean?
Not from sittin' on his goddamn spleen. Get up!
Oh, I be jumpin' I be jumpin' I be jumpin' alone
I be jumpin' for the phone
I be jumpin' Misses Jones
I really wanna jump on Kinski's bones
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and jump
Get up and hump
Get up and hump
Get up and hump
Get up and bump
Get up and bump
Get up and bump
Get up and stump
Get up and plump
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, Slim Bob Boogiewoogie
To the tune of slam my Willy
Lookin' like you're mighty killy
Gay what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
Gay what, You got a pumpkin in your pants?
08 Out in L.A. (02:00)
We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million others in this place called L.A.
L.A. is the place, sets my mind ablaze
For me, it's a race through a cotton pickin' maze
The town makes me jump, it's got a bunch of bad chicks
Well sure, it's got some chumps but I still get my kicks
My body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pick
Like a come on a thumb
Poppin' hump, hump, hump, pop out
The action never stops, I'm as wild as can be
'Cos I'm shooting for the top and my best friend is Flea
Oom Chucka Willy knew the balls to pop
But he never met the Tree so he never be-bopped out hop!
Antwan the Swan, from the pretty fish pond
Was a bad mother jumper, you could tell he was strong
He war a cold paisley jacket and a hellified hat
And between his legs was a sweat young lass
He threw a hundred women up against the wall
And he swore to fear that he'd love 'em all
By the time he got to ninety nine, he had to stop
Because that's when he thought that he heard a phone
Last night and the night before, I heard a
Fop outside, then I came in doors
Freak out!
Now that I told you a little something about the Flea
A little something about the Tree, a little something about me
I can't leave you hangin' but my man Shermzy, he swings the yang, he bangs the
yang
And now, it's time to hear him do his playin', you better be burning Sherman!
We're all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million others in this place called L.A.
Step out!
09 Police Helicopter (01:16)
Aw!
Police helicopter shot the sky
Police helicopter landin' on my eye
Yeah!
Police helicopter takes a nose-dive
Police helicopter, he ain't shy
Yeah!
Aw!
Police helicopter shot the sky
Police helicopter landin' on my eye
Yeah!
Police helicopter takes a nose-dive
Police helicopter, he ain't shy
Yeah!
Aww!
10 You Always Sing the Same (00:15)
You always sing
You always sing the
You always sing the same
Repeat 6 Times
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By let there be rock
After 33 minutes of listening, you realize that the potential is definitely there, although this album is not concrete proof of it.
They are raw, dirty, rude, and at their concerts, they show up wearing a sock to cover their genitals.
By egr
This record could be considered historic if it had pushed a bit further into hybridizing rock and roll, old school hip hop, pop, punk, and their proverbial porno-toxic-funky.
One has to wait for George Clinton for the chilies, over time, to turn from rotten green to blazing red.
