As much as I love all the guys in RHCP, Frusciante is the soul of this band. I respect that John wants to go off and do his own thing, and I'm sure that the new guitarist is great and all, but they essentially just became a cover band in my eyes. And their new album is just gonna be another Red Hot Minute poop-kabob that will have an asterisk next to it in their catalog, when John gets tired of his latest extensional quest/solo career and rejoins the band. Which I think is inevitable. And Anthony, Flea, and Chad should be supportive friends, who pester him incessantly to come back already.
One of the great guitar players of my generation. Way too underrated.
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