Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland is the best B-52’s song that isn’t Rock Lobster or Channel Z. This is a fact that can’t be denied. Any denial should immediately result in a slow and painful deaf. Taken from Bouncing off the Satellites, the group’s darkest and most melancholic album, Girl From Ipanema is a… Continue reading Songs To Lose Your Wig Over #1: Girl From Ipanema Goes To Greenland by The B-52’s
The truth is I listened to 'college rock' before I ever went to college. I'd already decided what life was going to be like based on some CDs and movies, all of which were from America. Britain was going through a post-Britpop hangover and for the most part, I favoured alternative American bands. I had… Continue reading Hall Of Fame: Bed by Juliana Hatfield
2018 has been a odd year for pop culture. I feel like we’re stuck in stasis, waiting for something exciting to happen. But can the underground really throw up anything truly transgressive when there are a thousand blogs (like this one) waiting to find The Next Big Thing and hurl it upwards long before it… Continue reading The Best Of 2018
There are certain albums within a band's canon when everything works. The formula is finally perfected. It may be the case that a band finally discover what makes them great, or it could be an addition to the group adds something that was previously mission. Whatever the reason, everything works and nothing can ever be… Continue reading Hall Of Fame: Evol by Sonic Youth
Hall Of Fame is the strand of this blog where I discuss my favourite things. It might be a book, an album, a movie or a video game. Can you imagine being the A&R man (or woman) responsible for signing Cibo Matto? Here's the concept: two Japanese artists, one rapper and a multi-instrumentalist, in a… Continue reading Hall Of Fame: Viva La Woman by Cibo Matto
It started with Shampoo, a band whose bratty attitude and shouty vocals made me want to stay out too late and hitch a lift home on a milk truck. Except the local dairy farm went bankrupt and I wasn't allowed out too late in case I accidentally walked into a fight between The Greenfaulds Stab… Continue reading Riot Grrrls. Diet Grrrls. Who Really Gives A F**k?
Some people follow singers and bands, but it takes a special kind of obsessive to follow a record label. Small indie record labels were willed into existence as a result of major label complacency; they were a necessary presence, a revitalising shot in the limp arm of a dying, overblown music industry back in the… Continue reading Three Record Labels And Some Records