Yo! it’s DC, AKA Crosadelic, or The Funk Prophet. I’m coming to you from Northeast Ohio, Akron to be specific. I was first introduced to the funk when I was about 13. A kid down the street ran away from home and before he left he gave me his radio, baseball mitt and two albums on 8-track (yeah it was a while back). Those two albums were Jimi Hendrix’s Are You Experienced? and Funkadelic’s Let’s Take it to the Stage. Being a sheltered suburban kid, I had no idea what that shit was but I knew that I liked it. I even made my folks play them over and over again when we drove across country that same year to our new home in Seattle, WA. I guess they figured it was OK since I was too naive at the time to know what “No Head, No Backstage Pass” meant. I’m sure my old man did (the old thug) but he kept it to himself.

As luck and destiny would have it I ended up in Seattle’s Central District and started attending Garfield High, the same school Jimi Hendrix attended years earlier. It was there that I first picked up a guitar and started learning how to play. I still didn’t understand the significance of George and Jimi at the time. This was 1976 and the funk was just the music of the day. I listened to the popular artists but was also heavily into jazz.

Ironically, it wasn’t till we moved back to Ohio that I realized the truth and gave myself over to my funky saviors George Clinton and Jimi Hendrix. In Ohio I met my long lost cousins, the apostles Ron and Don Crosby. Through their guidance, and extreme skills on bass and guitar, I learned to understand the funk. After being baptized in the P, I put away my semi-hollow jazz guitar and bought a Fender Stratocaster. I turned up my amp and let the feedback flow through. I imbibed of the chalice and let the vibrations guide me. Together, along with Kev “dog” Watkins on drums, we became Crosadelic.