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?