Red Hot Chili Peppers: I’m With You

It was only a matter of time. John Frusciante—arguably the most versatile, talented guitarist in “mainstream” rock ‘n’ roll—left the Red Hot Chili Peppers in 2009 after 15 on-and-off years and five studio albums. For many fans and observers, the writing was basically plastered all over the wall: While his main act continued to sell out arenas and top the Billboard charts as funk-pop gods, Frusciante spent his non-Chili hours crafting homemade psychedelic solo albums and laying down session work for pal Omar Rodriguez-Lopez’s experimental prog band The Mars Volta. While Red Hot Chili Peppers continued down their relatively conventional sonic path, crafting and re-adjusting the sound they blueprinted decades in the past, Frusciante longed to scratch weirder, wilder creative itches.
Plus, where the hell would they have gone after 2006’s double-album opus Stadium Arcadium? Over the course of 28 densely-layered tracks, the Chili Peppers explored every single nook and cranny of their sound, from funk to balladry to intimate psychedelia to straight-up pop. And the MVP was undoubtedly Frusciante, whose monstrous mountains of effects pedals and colorful harmonies kept every inch listenable and most re-playable.
So of course it’s heartbreaking to see the band’s creative commander abandon ship, but it was probably the smartest move for all concerned parties. With Frusciante now free to indulge on his own path, the Chili Peppers arm themselves with guitarist Josh Klinghoffer, a former Frusciante collaborator and the band’s touring guitarist/keyboardist during their Arcadium jaunt. Klinghoffer obviously had enormous shoes to fill on I’m With You, but as an established member of their inner circle, he already had a chemistry with his bandmates (vocalist Anthony Kiedis, bassist Flea and drummer Chad Smith). His challenge—and the band’s—is to replace one of the world’s most beloved guitarists in a way that is both exciting and un-detrimental to the band’s remaining core strengths.
Opener “Monarchy of Roses” is a success on every count. Flea’s propulsive disco bass is a full-on assault of funk, anchored by Smith’s avalanche of toms and one of Kiedis’ finest chorus melodies in years. Klinghoffer, meanwhile, wrangles his instrument through a sea of white noise and quiet texture, demonstrating his more subtle approach—one that colors the arrangements instead of powering them. In this new configuration, one thing becomes obvious in no time—Flea is now the band’s main creative energy: a realization which is completely appropriate considering he’s one of the greatest (if not the greatest) bassists on planet Earth.