Godfather Chuck Brown, the great

Go-go music, the lack of broad appeal seems to boil down to the perception that it could draw the violent and determined crowd: Are promoters of clear guidance, rather than, as a result to a wide audience may not care. This is a shame, because the go-go music, at least when he was Mr. Brown serves him, is undoubtedly infectious dance and music with the ability to attract the masses of the old school R & B, hip-hop and jazz, '70s Funk. The situation of Mr. Brown on stage at Bonnaroo festival such as Glastonbury or and he'd come away with thousands of new fans and it would go go.

 

He said that the music was always high in his mind. The family of his mother's music, and encouraged Mr. Brown to sing in the homes of friends in North Carolina when he was 2. "On 7, I played a little bit of piano in the church," he said. The family moved soon after from here. "We have lived in all four corners of Washington. We were very poor. By the time he turned 13, she left the house." This was followed by a problem. He lived a life of crime, Mr. Brown is one of several in prison. Mr. Brown developed a reputation here as a jazz guitarist and R & B, and work on the circuit clubs now long gone. Although a game with the local unit known as the Los Latinos released several albums, but not yet found a distinctive sound, his appreciation for the Latin beat.

74 years, singer and guitarist dubbed "the godfather of Go-Go" has just released a set of three CD, "We got this" (rough draft), which includes the EP with five new tracks featuring Jill Scott, and bassist Ledisi Marcus Miller, as well as CD and DVD concert, which serve as a certificate of veneration. The last two discs document the phenomenon in contemporary pop music: go-go is a form of funk indigenous people of this city and this is rarely heard in another place, unless Mr Brown a tour. At a table at Ben's Chili Bowl here, and said, "I would've been happy as if it remained the only sound.
Public participation is essential go-go, and "we got this" We hear and see the crowd in the capital, the joy of 9:30 Club in response to a call with Mr. Brown. Singing on most numbers, including "It does not mean anything if you do not got the mood that Moody's for love of Swing," a bit tricky of vocalese of the '50s. When Mr. Brown and the band played standards such as "Harlem Nocturne" and "Woody Woodpecker," the public is content to dance. It seems physically impossible to listen to Mr. Brown's band while still remaining fully.