As many of you may have heard, the world lost a true genius and one of the most unique minds in music the other day when Bruce Hampton collapsed on stage due to a fatal heart attack. His contributions to the world of outsider music and outré thinkers are immeasurable.
Personally, the Hampton Grease Band’s Music to Eat album has been an absolute favorite for years. I really can’t live without hearing that record at least once a week. Life is too frustrating, serious and brutish to go without hearing intricate, jazz-inspired rhythms shoved in between facts about Halifax, Canada and the warnings of spray paint.
I even recently chose to review Music to Eat as my debut piece for my column in Blicker Magazine. This truly one of a kind record and one of a kind artist mean a great deal to me.
I may spend the rest of this week blasting through this excellent recording of Hampton Grease Band’s storied set at the Atlanta Pop Festival in 1970. I hope that you may do the same.