It exudes such a delicious sense of freedom
My immediate reaction was The Three Bs: Boring. Blokey. Beards. But it’s not that simple.
There’s a great song on the debut album from Liam Gallagher’s new band.
Grow up, fag boy. Dolores O’Riordan Rocks!
It’s a weak, flimsy premise for a song: not thought-through, sappy, opportunistic, smug, the opposite of naive … something that this song is often called by its defenders.
This is Crass. This is ‘Mother Earth’ from the recently reissued and repackaged (again!) Stations Of The Crass CD. It’s still nicely, nearly unlistenable. It still makes me choke on my Cornflakes. It seems appropriate to be hearing something like this, in England, surrounded by the effects of the first few months of Tory rule […]