Raw and furious, Bjelland flirted between self-indulgent and revolutionary with a flick of her caustic tongue.
You could watch KASMs with the sound off, and they’d still sound better than 98 per cent of their peers.
I was researching my Nirvana book in Seattle while this issue was being put together.
Anyone with more than a passing knowledge of the Music That I (Really) Like will catch the reference in the name right away. It’s a tribute to one of Lydia Lunch’s seminal No Wave bands from back in the early 80s. (Actually, I think they were more Beefheart-influenced jazz skronk than straight No Wave, but […]
I vowed not to repeat the same artist twice in this series, let alone two songs from the same album, but… This song is so weird, I have to draw attention to it, however. Despite the comments from various fans on the ‘net (“she’s been listening to Huggy Bear, Lydia Lunch“) (“is Kate Nash trying […]
So I wrote back to Rosie, following her previous email, stating that I wasn’t sure that many of us have the constancy she claims on our behalf – that we all contradict ourselves and doubt ourselves and (speaking personally) sometimes wish we could be co-opted by the mainstream, but that it’s long since occurred to […]