Red Hot Chili Peppers are back.
I’ve been a fan of RHCP since Mother’s Milk, and loved the first four albums immensely. When Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik was released it was a revelation for me. It was the first true complete piece of work they had made. Every song was stellar, and it all flowed perfectly. However over the years, under guitar leadership from John Frusciante the style of the band moved further and further away from the real funk genius of the earlier albums.
By the time Frusciante had left for the second time, the popularity of the band was huge globally, they had massive selling albums, and sold out arenas, stadiums, and more. Yet whenever I went to see them their complete reliance on the radio-friendly hits of the previous years and ignorance of classic early era Peppers was criminal. The connection between the band members and in particular Flea and John Frusciante was a joy to behold and I could have watched them play, and in particular, ‘jam’ for hours. Continue reading