Pouting white bread pop star Charli XCX has made less than an impression on me so far, but if you think I can resist this – a Josie And The Pussycats-style punk cover of one of 2014’s finest pop songs – then you are crazy. There’s such energy, such an infectious delight. The handclaps! The spontaniety! The […]
Damn. I stop listening to my heartland music for a few short weeks, and… damn. All this wonderful music rushes out through the cracks in the pavement and rushes to comfort me in its warm embrace. I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I never should have doubted that music could ever stop making me so deliriously wonderfully riotously […]
There’s this slightly pathetic, socially inept indie boy, see. He idolises women. He wants to be with the women, understands instinctively that he’d have more fun if he was with the women
Fucking nice music too! I can hear Crass, I can hear Bikini Kill, I can hear Dutch insurrectionists The Ex … but most of all I can hear anger and determination and energy and bleakness and hope and a refusal to lie down and accept things as they are.
Last year was sensational for music. This year was even more sensational.
Punk rock. Fuck yeah. We are all Pussy Riot.
Just do me a favor and don’t count.
Some folk may contend she’s been hanging out with the wrong people recently. Not from where I’m sitting.
A little early, perhaps … but there’s always so much great music around the difficulty is documenting it all, giving it a fair shake. DISCLAIMER 1 This is a random list – influenced by the heat today, and the lecture I just gave in Creative Writing, and the fact my PhD thesis continues to loom, […]
It’s funny how a woman is slayed for expressing anger. I must be hysteric. PMSING HARDCORE. trying to be punk. How about I’m just sick of crap uninspired chart music, bullies and sexism. I’ve been hurt and I’m angry and playing bass and shouting about it makes me feel better. That’s all it is. And if that freaks people out then good.