Jim Morrison is often dismissed as a poet — his lyrics are often ripped apart. Sometimes he was a dick, a drunken clown and a buffoon, sure, but that doesn’t mean all his work was worthless. I owned Lords & the New Creatures, American Night and Wilderness and hey there is work in there that [...]
For some reason they never seemed to attain the status that The Pixies did which I always thought was unfair though maybe understandable: the Pixies despite being fairly twisted by most standards were a more straight forwards proposition than Hersh’s band. They are the great unrated group that if you know them you love them. [...]
I usually start with a pre-amble of how I came to discover the band in question but I am fucked if I can remember how I discovered The The, suffice to say that I am glad I did. The above album is the dog’s bollocks and the perfect distillation of what they are capable of.
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If you are into music, and I mean good music (fuck that relativistic bullshit about personal taste and all that) then you will find your way to Tom Waits. Actually if you watch a fair amount of films you may find him via that medium — he has a fairly healthy filmography under his belt [...]
To say that Siouxsie Sioux is as cool as fuck seems as unnecessary as saying that grass is green. When I first heard Cities In Dust coming out of the speakers it was strangely on a Now That’s What I Call Music compilation — it was a lonely place for a song of such quality, [...]
I got this album as part of a twofer tape that a friend did for me — the other side having Swervedriver on it. It was fucking great. There was this trip that we were on to the National Gallery in London and the whole trip had pretty much been dominated by these mind-numbingly boring [...]
R.E.M. today premiered their new album on iLike and goddamn if it isn’t fucking brilliant. I was, to put it mildly, underwhelmed by Around The Sun and I had stupidly expected to never be disappointed by one of their albums. On a first listen this is my favourite of theirs since Up and I think [...]
Once again you find weird routes to people — where did I find Polly Jean Harvey? A Canadian Music show they used to show on Anglia television at 2 in the morning. She was sitting in the window of a shop from what I remember performing songs for Rid Of Me and answering questions from [...]
OK, so it’s not dead yet, but God, considering what it’s become it should be. I used to love this magazine then we had a run where they had Cliff Richard, Ronan Keating and the Spice Girls on the front cover and I would cringe with embarassment walking out of the shop with the bloody [...]
I want to come out in support of Amy Winehouse. She is rock and roll. The naysayers? A bunch of cunts — seriously, an absolute, twenty-four carat guaranteed group of chuff-boxes. From the opening track of her first album through to the closing bars of her second album you know she is the real deal [...]
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