I recently found a book of essays by D.H. Lawrence in a used book store:
The title of one essay surprised me:
Who knew D.H. Lawrence was a fan of of the Funk:
Written in 1929, the essay came four years before James Brown was born, 14 years before Sly Stone and 12 before George Clinton. but decades after people “heard Buddy Bolden say, ‘Funky Butt, Funky Butt'” in New Orleans jazz clubs.
note — the essay is really a treatise on how censorship of artistic works openly dealing with sex was sapping England’s vigor, in other words, how the absence of funk, in the sense of the body, was adding to England’s funk, in the sense of depression.