I'm not sure if I'll get through this one. The author writes with that annoying style of rock journalism that switches from a faux-academic tone to faux-vernacular at random moments. I'm smart AND down, Mr. Smith insists on telling us. The dust jacket proposes that James Brown is more important to twentieth century music than than Elvis, Bob Dylan, and the Beatles. I agree, but from my initial skimming, RJ Smith is approaching the subject more from a socio-cultural perspective rather than a musical one. And in this particular case I don't see evidence that Mr. Smith is up to the task. He ain't got no chops, youknowhatimsayin'?