Song of the day – 445: Plan B
This is what I understand rock’n’roll – call it whatever term you like – can be. This is Plan B. This makes me proud to be part-British.
ROCK VS. CANCER. ROCK WINS!!!!!!!!! A tribute to John Grabski III
ROCK vs. CANCER. You may have taken my brother, you selfish son of a *****, but ROCK STILL WINS!!!!!!!
Pussy Riot | This band fucking rules more than any band has ruled in years
Pussy Riot must be “burning Putin’s glamour” pretty fucking hard for the state to threaten them like this.
Eleven records I’m embarrassed about liking
I can only put my liking for this down to some kind of sadomasochistic sexual attraction towards Dolores; her personality and her voice. I really can’t account for it otherwise
Song of the day – 444: Stag (something wonderful from the 10s)
Brisbane. It’s scrappy. It’s hot. Our idea of entertainment is to have our photograph taken with Santa in the local shopping mall. Yet it’s home.
PhD research: Simon Reynolds on how taste is formed in web 2.0 environments
Web culture is driven by the impulse to differentiate oneself, so there is a lot less cultural capital to be generated from agreeing than there is from disagreeing.
Another news story predicting the demise of the NME
I admire Krissi’s self-belief and her lack of perspective: it’s what always kept me strong during my U.K. music press years.
Banksy vs advertising vs Everett True vs Facebook
It’s the social networking 2012 equivalent of “You don’t have to be crazy to work here … but it helps”.
PhD research: Neil Kulkarni on the role of the music critic | ESSENTIAL READING
The ability not just to make words stick to a page/screen but give them a sense of life, make them walk and talk with your own spirit – s’tricky and the best music critics have always done it.
Song of the day – 443: Scraps
I can only imagine what this plaintive, personal, playful music would feel like in the company of some drunk people and little ventilation.
