This album arrived after "Payback" had shown that JB had lost none of his powers, despite the death of his son, troubles with the IRS and a commercial slump that had started when he lost much of his US crossover audience in the wake of "Say it Loud...".
Hell is a less cohesive album then Payback, (perhaps because the latter was conceived as a soundtrack) containing as it does covers, re-recordings and re-interpretations, as well as new tracks. Because of this, we do see sides of JB that had not been glimpsed for a while (ever?) - the latin version of "Please Please Please" and the similarly flavoured "Stormy Monday", the laid back groove on "These Foolish Things" and "A Man Has To Go Back..." as well as the Funk we know and love.
This was the last album JB recorded which could be ranked with the best of his late 60's/early 70's output. After this, as disco took hold,
those lesser talents that were riding the wave failed to acknowledge the debt they owed JB, as they stripped the music he invented of all feeling and reduced Dance music to a formula, in their search for commercial success. JB became viewed as an anacronism, and he struggled to cope without his status as a musical innovator and spokesman for his race.
James Brown never gave up working, though, and his place as a true innovator is now assured, thanks, in part, to those who kept the Funk alive in clubs, and brought it to a new audience. This is a significant album for all these reasons, but there is one other reason you should buy this album, and that is the monster Funk jam that is "Papa Don't Take No Mess" - indeed he doesn't.