George Clinton was definitely the conductor and the harbinger of the band's mythology, wacked out humor, and the closest to a true "lead" vocalist, tho everybody sang, really. I feel like 
George gets a liiiiittle too much credit. Like, look at
 Eddie Hazel: baddest guitarist ever. Played like 
Hendrix if he got wet... 
Garry Shider, too; 
Tiki Fulwood; then there's 
Bernie Worrell and 
Bootsy Collins who both had careers before and after working with 
George...
Bootsy with 
James Brown and his later 
Rubber Band; 
Bernie Worrell is equally famous for his work with 
Talking Heads as he is for his shyt with P-Funk...
The fact that 
George Clinton could corral all these brilliant motherfukkers in one room after feeding them all LSD and wheelbarrows fulla weed then CHURNING (yes, churning... 
P-Funk was two bands, who put out a TON of material constantly while touring to make ends meet (and pay for that Mothership/light show/costumes/etc)) out some of the greatest and influential albums not only in Funk but in Rock & Roll as well is just crazy... that grind... they had to be one of the hardest working bands 
of all time.
And some of 
George's stories are wild as fukk. I'll paste a lil bit:
The colorful Clinton, who was literally born in an outhouse, provides a perfect entry point for a style that celebrates its own nonconformity. The episode manages to highlight party stories as well as provide some insight on the group’s musical endeavors, including an early failed Motown audition, drug-fueled recording of the hit song, “Atomic Dog,” and the creation of the mothership tour prop. Did you know that Clinton, a Trekkie, was asked to do the music for “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”? Little trivia bits like these pop up everywhere.
You’ll learn about the time the entire band, while high on acid and looking for a shortcut in Indiana, accidentally drove their car through the shooting set of George Romero’s classic horror film, “Night of Living Dead.” As zombie actors surrounded them, a gravelly-voiced Clinton recalls that he could only scream repeatedly and wet his pants (“To this day, I still think that shyt is weird” he says).
Some of those crazy Detroit parties with bands like the 
Stooges, 
MC5... George almost marrying 
Iggy Pop. 
 
I gotta go before I write a damn book on this dude. I'm a huge fan. 
 
So yeah. 
This movie better be fukking good. 