nikki hill soul

waterfront blues fest 2013
far away from the main south stage, to the north of the lawn-chair people, no offense to them, relaxing on their day off, but this year the powers that be went too far and took away the dance floors at two stages, but at the back porch stage you can still get down, and reach up and shake a hand, thank a man or a lady for coming to town, where no jive-ass turkey is pushing you back so they can kiss the media’s ass, where the media passes can’t be found because they’re off taking photos somewhere else, where the real deal is coming down, where the good-time people meet to have a good time and dance their asses off, where they still remember what it’s all about.

from louisiana
Chubby carrier & the bayou swamp

Karl denson’s tiny universe

from louisiana
lil’ wayne & the same ol’ 2-step

from north carolina
nikki hill

— winch

http://www.amazon.com/Kalamazoo-Growing-Sideways-1970s-ebook/dp/B008V260V2/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1375764665&sr=8-1&keywords=martin+winch+kalamazoo

nikki hill
(north carolina/

Like always, Portland’s Waterfront Blues Fest featured plenty of old dinosoaurs on the main stage, Robert Plant, Eric Burdon,…but who gives a rat’s ass. Meanwhile, at the other stages, right now was going down, Nikki Hill before the release of her first long-player, backed by a rock ‘n roll trio, packed with a truckload full of sass and rumbleseat full of charm,looking like a bombshell and exploding like a string of black cat firecrackers, belting it out like it had never been done before, doing Barbara George’s “I Know (You Don’t Love Me No More),” Little Richard’s “The Girl Can’t Help It,” and plenty of her own originals. She reached in and ripped my heart right out of my chest.
If I was a young man, that girl wouldn’t have a chance.