Popular Culture Review Vol. 25, No. 2, Summer 2014 | Page 79

75 often comments: “Funk is whatever it needs to be, at the time that it is” (Clinton, interview 4). In 1976, funk needed to be science fiction. Why? Here’s an origin story: in 1975, Clinton and super-funky bassist Bootsy Collins were driving home from Toronto to Detroit after a gig when things got strange, or, you know, stranger. As Clinton told interviewer Abe Peck: We saw this light bouncing from one side of the street to the other. It happened a few times and I made a comment that “the Mothership was angry with us for giving up the funk without permission.” Just then the light hit the car. All the street lights went out, and there weren’t any cars around . . . I said, “Bootsy, you think you can step on it?” (Vincent 240) This close encounter draws on 1970s-style alien abduction narratives. (Just in 1975, one of the first popular “docu-dramas” on alien abduction appeared: the popular made for TV movie. The UFO Incident, starring James Earl Jones and Estelle Parsons, based on the “real” 1961, Betty and Barney Hill abductions.) But Clinton makes a crucial transformation of his position in the narrative from being a near abductee in the original event to the presentation of himself as a powerful alien for his tour. The change from the apprehension of the origin story — “Bootsy, you think you can step on it” — to the foot-stomping, booty shaking party of the concert is so radical that the connection between these moments may seem to be nothing more than the word “Mothership” slipping out for the first time in the origin-event. But the anger Clinton wonders about in that car with Bootsy is, though muted, part of the mythology fostered not only in the songs, but also in the show, on the album covers, liner notes, and in supplementary materials like comic books. The basic story remains that we have given “up the funk without permission” (Vincent, 240). Like the original Dr. Frankenstein, Dr. Funkenstein, the good doctor, has come to operate because of what we have lost, to raise our corpses up and make them move again, to bring us back to life, to return something to us. But we are also going to pay a price, for Funkenstein, like Frankenstein, is a body-snatcher, taking us, seizing up the dead matter that is left of us to fiise something new, to shock us into a new understanding, to steal us beyond the bounds of the merely human. “Well, all right,” Clinton begins “Mothership Connection (Star Child)” the title song of the album. He introduces himself as “Star Child,” and the band as “Citizens of the Universe,” that is, as space aliens, and also claims them all to be “Recording Angels” (Parliament).