Cosmic Slop – A Brillant Piece of Work!

Cosmic Slop is a thought-provoking trilogy created by Reginald Hudlin, executive produced by Reginald and his brother Warrington Hudlin, which aired on HBO in 1994. Hosted by George Clinton, the trilogy borrows it’s title from the 1973 Funkadelic album and song.

Part I: “Space Traders” – Directed by Reginald Hudlin and written by Trey Ellis. Based on a short story (Faces At The Bottom Of The Well) written by Professor Derrick Bell, the first tenured Black Harvard Law professor (see video below). A conservative Black politician must choose between his people’s survival and appeasing his white colleagues when space aliens propose to share their profound knowledge in exchange for all Black people on earth.

Part II: ”The First Commandment” – Written and directed by Warrington Hudlin. The Virgin Mary’s appearance in an inner-city housing project forces a Hispanic priest to face the hidden cultural origins of Western religion.

Part III: ”Tang” – Directed by Kevin Rodney Sullivan, written by Kyle Baker. Based on a short story by ’60s thriller writer Chester Himes. On the dawn of the “Black Revolution,” a Black couple discovers who the “real” enemy is.

Funkadelic – Cosmic Slop

Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh, hear my mother call
Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh, hear my mother call
I was one of five born to my mother
An older sister and three young brothers
We’ve seen it hard, we’ve seen it kind of rough
But always with a smile, she was sure to try to hide
The fact from us that life was really tough
I can hear my mother call
I can hear my mother call (Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Late at night I hear her call
Oh lord, lord I hear her call
She said, “Father, father it’s for the kids (Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Any and every thing I did.
Please, please don’t judge me too strong.
Lord knows I meant no wrong.
Lord knows I meant no wrong.”
Then the devil sang
“Would you like to dance with me? (Ooh-ahh-ooh)
We’re doin’ the cosmic slop.” (Ooh-ahh-ooh)
(x3)
She was well known through the ghetto
Tricks would come and then they’d go
The neighbors would talk and call her Jezebel
But always with a smile, she was sure to try to hide
The fact from us that she was catching hell, hey!
Hear my mother call
I can hear my mother call (Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Late at night I hear her call
Oh lord, lord I hear her call
She says, “Father, father it’s for the kids (Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Any and every thing I did.
Please, please don’t judge me too strong.
Lord knows I meant no wrong.
Lord knows I meant no wrong.”
Lord!
(Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Hear my mother call
(Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)
Hear my mother call
She says, “Father, father it’s for the kids (ooh-ah-ooh)
Any and every thing I did. (ooh-ah-ooh)
Please, please don’t judge me too strong.
Hear my mother call (ooh-ah-ooh)
Hear my mother call (Ahhh, ahh-ah-ahhhhh)