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Disco Bill Cosby. Whatcha Think About Licken My Chicken! I'm sure Dr. Cosby is not proud of this point in his career where even his conservative butt fell for the whole disco-is-gold movement. A pretty bad low for a guy who says he prefers jazz:
And they cap on Disco Duck.
Quite a Tom move on the whole chicken shit. All you others say Hell Yea!! | |
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I have NEVER heard of this! What a hilarious song! Kinda reminds me of a little of Ike and Tina's "Chicken" but at least Tina was sangin' her ass off. But, Bill? This is just too funny! "It's not nice to fuck with K.B.! All you haters will see!" - Kitbradley
"The only true wisdom is knowing you know nothing." - Socrates | |
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It seems like everyone made a disco record in the late 70s,but this is ridiculous | |
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There's been several threads here about Cosby related music including this song. You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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Well, he was a comedian...at one time.
I do remember liking this album from my Dad's collection as a kid:
[Edited 2/21/14 4:12am] "Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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By D. Strauss - Tuesday, May 6 2008
Forty years ago, Bill Cosby was the closest America came to a black president, garbed as he was in I Spy tennis whites. Unfortunately, the role of ambassador is a thoroughfare, and Cosby—along with other crosstown-traffic '60s crossovers like Harry Belafonte and Sidney Poitier—bore a burden of both mainstream and radical expectations that would inhibit anyone's attempt at leading a normal life. No surprise that he's been speaking out these days, trading in Jell-O for pound cake via the multimillionaire's relentless assaults on black materialism and hip-hop culture. (Look for his own contribution to the genre soon.) The fact that he's been lumped in with modern-day conservatism would at first appear to echo the tragicomic descent of Charlton Heston from civil-rights marches to bloodshot libertarianism. But it says more about how our culture has changed, rather than Cosby, and that's reflected in this semi-anonymous tribute to Martin Luther King Jr., originally released in 1971. Never at a loss for words, Cosby included more than 2,000 of them in the original liner notes, an evocative snapshot of black bourgie radicalism at the time, which is to say that Cosby reveals an anger at his former tentativeness. . Yet the music is wordless, two side-long Sun Ra–esque modal kozmik grooves that share the wooziness of Albert Ayler's work (the Dusty Groove label has never released an album that so aptly described the sonic temperament of its appellative) as well as Ayler's mournfulness: The bassist on "Martin's Funeral" breaks into "The Song of the Volga Boatmen" for a stretch, while the harmonica on "Hybish, Shybish" echoes desperately. Recalling a stretched-out version of pre-sparkly Earth, Wind & Fire circa Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song, the record's personnel info has been sketchy, though there's reason to believe that Charles Wright's Watts 103rd Street Rhythm Band (of "Express Yourself" fame) may be the primary players, as the album does recall the stoned, off-kilter jamming of their "High as Apple Pie" series. . Cosby has always possessed a taste for avant-jazz, and Badfoot Brown reminds us that musically and philosophically, he's no Stanley Crouch. Then again, Crouch wasn't always Stanley Crouch, either—the passage of time does fatten us up to protect us from our better instincts. Former guest host Cosby forgot Rahsaan Roland Kirk's name during a recent Tonight Show appearance, and I've been told by Dusty Groove that they've hesitated checking specific details with the notably irascible Cos, as he might not wish to relive this blast from the past. But that's why memorials like this exist, isn't it? You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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100+% certified Uncle Tom-ing! Then again, it's no real surprise why Dr. Cosby (boule!....) was mention in THIS book: [img:$uid]http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51gL%2BP2aKHL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_.jpg[/img:$uid] | |
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^^It's a comedy music record, no different than Spike Jones, Ray Stevens, Bobby Jimmy, or Weird Al. You're taking this a little too seriously. You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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I can't stand Bill's bullshitting (and his perversions) but he was funny. A funny asshole but funny. | |
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You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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A black man singing about some freaking fried chicken is straight up cooning. And I refused to co-sign that bullshit. | |
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I'm a vegan and don't believe in eating meat at all, and I'm not offended. So you're saying that black people are not supposed to eat fried chicken? I see many Churches, Popeyes, KFC, etc in black neighborhhoods and they get lots of business. One of the local Wal-Marts has a Churches Chicken in it. A lot of my family eat fried chicken and watermelon too and some eat chitlins & pig feet. So what? Are they supposed to "keep it in the closet" and not mention it? Run DMC mention "chicken & collard greens" in Christmas In Hollis and Outkast has "ain't no thang but a chicken wing". How about a white guy singing about it? You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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I said "singing", NOT eating. | |
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So what's the big deal? Zac Brown made a song about fried chicken. It doesn't make any sense to me to get mad with singing about something that is participated in. It might make sense for PETA to get upset. What's the point of keeping it hushed up and kept a secret like it's something to be embarrased about? Here's 3 recent KFC commercials, 1 with whites, 1 with blacks, and 1 with an Asian woman. What's the difference?
You can take a black guy to Nashville from right out of the cotton fields with bib overalls, and they will call him R&B. You can take a white guy in a pin-stripe suit who’s never seen a cotton field, and they will call him country. ~ O. B. McClinton | |
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