John Grant @ St George’s Church, Kemptown, Brighton, 16.05.13
Isn’t that the way a love song – and indeed love, and indeed religion – works? Takes the internal intangible and makes it audible, physical, present, be it a 7” single or a cathedral.
Song of the day – 575: Scout Niblett
Sometime soon, I need to wake myself up. This abject surrender, this kissing with my eyes open, serves me no good whatsoever.
The Bastards Of Fate @ The Green Door Store, Brighton, 27.04.13
Wake up you lucky bastards! This is transformative, inspiring, innovative stuff, all of which are dull-as-ditchwater words for music which is really, really anything but.
Song of the day – 558: Verity Susman
I’m going to slip my fingers inside you. Is that all right?
Three reasons why Nick Cave should ask Everett True’s band to support The Bad Seeds on their forthcoming tour of Australia
Just thinking. Nick Cave is soon to tour Australia with The Bad Seeds, and he really ought to ask The Legend! to be his support. Let’s start a petition!
Back when I could still write… (a love letter to Jon Slade, pt 5)
nice filofax on my desk. smells of leather and the music industry. how i fucking love the smell of the music industry.
Song of the day – 500: The Popguns
After years of searching I finally had a place I could call home, with all the bitter aftertastes that involved
Song of the day – 485: Woodpecker Wooliams
I love it when musicians actually have some sort of idea about what they’re going to do.
Tunabunny in the UK, part one
Here’s the thing about all the exhaustion and struggle, the sacrifice that goes into saving up money to fly over to another country. The show has to be worth it. A bad show will leave you crushed and broken nearly to the point of despair. This can be a bit nerve-wracking, but it makes you put everything you have into what you’re doing.