Dave D: Reading Dan’s insanely good article on The Layla Curse, I got to thinking on the track Little Wing, incessantly humming between the Hendrix and Clapton versions. I recall Clapton’s version being on FM radio with pretty regular frequency… Continue Reading →
You’ve heard the song at least 102,697 times. It’s been blasting from the FM Classic Rock stations at every jobsite you’ve ever walked past. A limp acoustic version haunted your MTV childhood. It’s lush piano outro soundtracked several of the… Continue Reading →
Tarantüla makes me want to break shit.
It may be hard to imagine now, but there was a time when the pre-Conde’ Nast Pitchfork Media followed its own singular instincts. It was a site that rarely took into account the cultural group-think surrounding a particular record, band,… Continue Reading →
We at the Niche offices figured it was about time we present our first obligatory “Songs you didn’t know were covers (Except that everybody actually does know)” article. But we’re going to leave the run-up-the-ad-impressions listicle-style article to the… Continue Reading →
Of course people don’t like the new Arctic Monkeys record, Tranquility Base Hotel And Casino, unleashed last week to savagely mixed reviews after a nearly five-year absence from that rarest of all modern-day beasts: a superstar rock group. This distinction… Continue Reading →
Alexander “Skip” Spence had one of the most golden late ‘60s freak scene resumes that could ever be typed up. If you were a counterculture superstar recruiter of the time and this patchouli-scented cover document crossed your groovy desk you… Continue Reading →
Ah, the PR Blowjob Review As professional critics of music criticism, we come across this type of thing all the time. It’s easily identifiable from the very first line of Jonah Bromwich’s review of the new Eleanor Friedberger album. Any… Continue Reading →