Don’t think fat, middle aged, no rhythm, white guys can enjoy the FUNK? Well, my friend, you are absolutely wrong. This is a GREAT song, maybe one of the greatest funk songs of all time. Used to dance to this song in the locker room and at school dances. My favorite.
Imagine a young, lineman-type kid going from Christ The King Catholic School to the very public, desegregated ninth grade of Eisenhower Junior High in Kansas City, Kansas. I was dead dog scared to say the least. It didn’t help at all when a girl at the locker next to mine OD’s and collapses in convulsions before the start of the FIRST DAY of school. But it all worked out. I learned a lot about life, learned that viewpoints can vary and learned that “home” means many different things to many different people. I ate chitlins and greens, toured the projects, saw my first .38 caliber pistol (in art class!) and was introduced to a whole new world of music. Without sports and all the friends (from all sorts of origins and backgrounds) I made from sports, the transition would have been disastrous and my life a whole lot less interesting.
Okay, okay, back to exercise and workout songs. I like to use this song, and other long, rhythmic songs like it, for a circuit timer. I will pick three or four exercises, (i.e. squats, push-ups and pull-ups) then do 10 reps of each for one round with the goal to see how many rounds can be completed before the end of the song. Try it, you’ll like it! Na na na ne na na ne na.
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