Tarantüla makes me want to break shit.
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 →
A revitalizing look at a genre I thought tired since the alt-country rejuvenation of the early 2000’s.
A bit of a paradox here… Despite the title, not necessarily a “live” album, with half the tracks recorded directly in the Columbia studio, and the remaining tunes being spliced together from different performances, recorded December 1970 at DC’s The… Continue Reading →
Sly Stone may have been this funky, but he was never this heavy. Bass and drums… Tight! Hard! Guitar and percussion… laying down a heavy groove, just right above. Yamaha organ… Ok, most that is just plain weird. Sax… mother… Continue Reading →
Is it the appropriation and re-appropriation of black and white culture, back and forth, until we’re given something uniquely colorblind?