Sigh. Sometimes I do wonder. Here we are, 2016. A rallying cry for black power and girl power stole the show at the Super Bowl. Strong women front bands and speak their minds (case in point – our last album review, our last SOTD). An ace LP from Brood Ma echoes the dystopian reality of […]
I totally blame Dave Grohl for this bullshit.
Critics have been falling over themselves to praise their special brand of retro R&B mixed with retro MOR and it will surely only be a matter of time before teenagers find out about them too.
Bangs fuck! Such AWESOME psychedelia from Leeds Hookworms!
Edgy, like pulling the wings off butterflies.
Another slow month, enlivened somewhat by the top two entries. At this rate, Collapse Board’s going to be less popular than The Legend!’s music – something I always figured was impossible. 1. A fitting playlist for her funeral | 30 Songs about Margaret Thatcher Here’s what I’ll be playing, come the day of her funeral. […]
I have tried to include albums generally viewed as ‘classic’, out of respect to Primal Scream’s tradition of reusing Rolling Stones riffs.
It’s leather trousers worn by men in pubs. It’s an OAP still piling the remainder of his hair into his Teddy Boy quiff, which has over decades thinned to the point where it’s just a flimsy hint, a ghost of a style.
The missing link between Robert Wyatt and Disco Inferno, A. R. Kane sounded equally at home in the club as in the bedroom, under the stars and in the studio.
Can rock n roll change the world? It already has mate.