Staples' Diet: Tindersticks Interviewed
Twenty years ago, six young men from Nottingham – dishevelled of hair and tailored of suit – started making demo tapes together. These old souls had known each other for years, and made music as another group, Asphalt Ribbons, spending time trying to sound how they thought they should sound. Then they changed their name, stopped trying to fit in, and the bones of the first Tindersticks album started slotting together.
Twenty years later, the three men that are left – Stuart Staples, David Boulter and Neil Fraser remain, Dickon Hincliffe, Al Macaulay, and Mark Colwill are long gone – have found peace again, somehow. Their ninth album, The Something Rain , jolts, shakes and whirls. Imagine the Tindersticks being visited by the ghost of Arthur Russell, bringing in the eerie voices of old beatboxes, synthesisers and samplers, more whirling, free woodwind courtesy of long-term collaborator Terry Edwards and new boy Julian Siegel, and different rhythms and inspirations from their new rhythm section (bassist Dan McKinna and drummer Earl Harvin).
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After witnessing the sadness extravaganza of an overweight boy in a bow tie unable to force one chair to turn around, we meet Juliette Simms, the rocker crush you were too scared to talk to in high school. With her face set to "snarl," Juliette rips
Imagine the Tindersticks being visited by the ghost of Arthur Russell, bringing in the eerie voices of old beatboxes, synthesisers and samplers, more whirling, free woodwind courtesy of long-term collaborator Terry Edwards and new boy Julian Siegel,
