The last baby boom rocker | Your thoughts on Tom Petty
Top 5. Shut up if you’re gonna start a diss thread here. I don’t think there’s any point arguing with —- on this. It sounds like he won’t back down! He’s no Keith Chegwin. Dwight Twilley’s bassist? Good bassist. He don’t take shit. Fucken awesome. Petty Petty Petty Petty good Rather great for the most […]
The return of Everett True | 101. Throwing Muses
I’ve had occasion to remark upon my slowness before. Music. Currency is all. Or if not all, then a considerable part. No, it ain’t as facile as it sounds. Currency is tied up with notions of Bourdieu’s ‘cultural capital’ and – less you are a member of Bumford & Cunts or Alex ‘I Had That […]
Throwing Muses – Purgatory / Paradise: Thoughts.
I listened to nothing but the new Throwing Muses LP for one week in my car. Maybe you’ve heard it already – but even if you have, I’ve no doubt that you’re clamoring for my thoughts on it. Hold up a minute. A crucial point first. We load our senses with memories. One smell or […]
Withered Hand – New Gods (Fortuna POP!/Slumberland)
Withered Hand excels where Beck flops simply by being himself - which, let's face it, is a difficult thing to be in a studio sometimes.
Phew. So lots and lots has happened between here and Xiu Xiu (th-thump, th-thump), and my private ledger of reviews to write has been swelling as subtly as my belly while I attended to other crucial real-life affairs. And meanwhile the parade of faces and sounds marches on and on – Perfect Pussy, in particular, […]
Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks – Wig Out at Jagbags (Matador)
Hey, Mr. Malkmus. I don’t know if you read these reviews anymore – what with you being a cultural icon and thus guaranteed a decent chunk of moolah – but I’m Lee Adcock. You haven’t heard of me yet, and that’s OK – I’m a new, bumbling writer/critic and I tend to always screw up […]
Song of the day – 501: Nude Beach
They sometimes sound like the only record they grew up mainlining was that mythological good Bruce Springsteen one
R.E.M. – Lifes Rich Pageant (25th Anniversary Edition) (Capitol)
If you ever find me dying in the street don’t give me mouth to mouth (I don’t know where your filthy lips have been), just play me ”These Days’
