The saxophones and trumpets came two by two, followed by guitars, bass, and drums, with a vintage keyboard steering the ship. Waves of sound washed over the ensemble and groovalicious music played for 40 days and 40 nights. When the last cymbal crash faded away, the Funk Ark sat high upon the mountain of righteous vibes, and there was much rejoicing and boogieing. With a name like Funk Ark, one would think this is how the band's bio would read. Although it doesn't, the band is a blessed gathering of funk musicians partaking in a diverse array of styles — wonderfully on... More >>>