The Story Of The Funk: George Clinton

IN THE BEGINNING was the word, and the word was Funk. Deep in the prehistoric bog, two microbes rubbed together, caused some friction, got frisky and got it on, these little bitty particles, who begat pond slime, which begat fish, fish so funky they grew legs, crawled ashore and got it on, in broad daylight, on terra firma. Who then begat lizards. Who begat bipeds. You know the rest. The hipbone connected to the thighbone connected to the . . . well, the bone.