The way The Smiths once covered their sleeves in 60s references, the way Wu-Tang Clan embraced the language and iconography of Shaolin, the way Oasis loved The Beatles, that’s the relationship Iceage has with xenophobia and white supremacy — it may not be the window, but it’s damn sure the drapes.
I think if I was in a band and David Cameron said he liked my band’s music, I’d have a long hard look at my band’s music.
“It couldn’t be much further from Queensland, this song”
In my 20s, I liked the Go-Betweens. In my 30s I loved them. As I prepare to enter my 40s, I am in awe of them. By the time I reach my 60s, they might be all I listen to.
After years of searching I finally had a place I could call home, with all the bitter aftertastes that involved
Six months ago I wrote that Can music was a universe. Hell, it’s way better than that. It’s a better version of our universe.
In their own way, they’re Smiths good: a backhanded compliment if ever I wrote one.
They deserve better than this. And so does anyone who ever cared about them.
Granted, many people hate Morrissey, but The Smiths are generally given an easy ride.
“It’ll sell 10,000 copies Jerry!” he remarked excitedly.
It is an equally rewarding and frustrating experience
You have to understand, these are my people. And it’s just nice folk are still talking about them.
Death Rattle – The Stone Roses, Primal Scream, Oasis and the travesty of British Alternative Rock in the 90s
Large elements of the UK alternative press seemed to be waiting for the right guitar band to get behind, the right guitar band to believe in. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Stone Roses.
The third in the series from my coolest correspondent. (Although I’m pretty chuffed at Nathan from The Gossip saying he reckons me to be the “most important and interesting critic of all time” – I’d be even more chuffed if I believed he was being serious.) Incidentally, the criteria Rosie is applying to Vampire Weekend [...]