Photo by Amber Bateup. It’s hard to talk about The Raincoats. I’m writing this from a teahouse in London, trying to figure out why that is. I can’t find the right phrase to describe the knot in my heart that tightens when I think about them. It’s the kind of knot that holds you together. […]
This line. It might be thin, so thin that it can’t be seen by the human eye so I can only give you a representation, but it exists – believe you me. Here. Here’s a reminder. OK. Let’s get on with the chart. Reminder: to qualify, the band needs to have been great in the first […]
Here’s the line. It’s thin. Above it we find bands like Mission Of Burma, The Go-Betweens and Sleater-Kinney. (Wire are momentarily disqualified for not really splitting.) Below it, we find bands like The Sex Pistols, Pixies and Swervedriver. Like this. Got the idea? Good. Now we move on to a more extended pie chart. As Lucy Cage […]
As we all know, I’m just a hack when it comes to music criticism. Not one of those professional, illustrious NME editors at all. However, I can say that I know a thing or two more about sample selection and “science” than the self-righteous blokes ($10 wager that they’re ALL blokes) who compiled this so-called […]
Nothing matters more than the all-conquering Top 10.
Right! I’ve thought long and hard about this, agonised and whittled down to final ten but here, at last, I think I’ve burned down to a list of solid gold excellence.
It is worth bearing in mind that writing – like any art performed in the public arena – is part-performance, so it’s worth having a persona that you can slip in and out of.
Suddenly, I understood why people loved pop so much
Authenticity, pah! It’s as bad as real music! No such thing.