Sometimes, when your proposals for articles or books are rejected you feel down for weeks afterwards – like, fuck it, I really was the best person for that job, why the FUCK is everyone still so resentful of me and bugger it, I ain’t going to be buying anything this week either. Other times, however, […]
By Ms Tiarney Miekus Anyone who cites this off-quoted quip has probably received a negative review. As far as one-liners go, it’s as vapid and reductive as they get. Yet this morning it greeted my Facebook feed alongside a hastily photoshopped Warholesque photo of Elvis Costello. Poor Costello in October 1983 for Musician magazine: “Writing about […]
I never read Lester Bangs much when I was younger. I think I found him too American, or something. Also, I wasn’t in tune with his taste most of the time. His taste stunk, a lot. Hoary old American rock bands wearing their hoary old beards playing their hoary old rock music. I didn’t understand […]
Punk’s alive and the gates to Bangs’s Promised Land are open once again.
At least they’re not Jet or The Vines – and for that we should be grateful
While Pitchfork may be invaluable as an archive, it is worse than useless as a forum for insight and argument
Have you read Lester Bangs? Guess what? He was a failed musician.
Nationally-distributed music magazines have turned into paper-thin circle-jerk bullshit
Adam Ant says that there is always room at the top.
I really do think Kate Hudson is horrible.