When I first heard that a recently discovered John Coltrane was being released, I didn’t have high expectations. I mean, I’ve heard collectors state emphatically that if Coltrane farted on record, they’d listen. I eschewed it, assuming that it was… Continue Reading →
Rahsaan Roland Kirk was a true jazz character – A blind multi-instrumentalist, with the unique ability of circular-breathing that allowed him to play endless phrases without coming up for breath. Politically outspoken with a penchant for theatrical eccentricity, Rahsaan would habitually… Continue Reading →
Tarantüla makes me want to break shit.
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?