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Song of the day – 550: Zebra Hunt

It’s like having your own personal Bats, your own personal Clean, your own personal Jesus, in your living room

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Song of the day – 407: Dick Diver

Songs are sweet minutiae are sweet inspiration.


The Point is No Point

Like the carton of Coopers Sparkling Ale I’m currently investigating, this post knows no end.

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Song of the day – 300: The Clean (mini-live review)

I doubt if there’s a single person here who undervalues The Clean’s beauty, their vivid guitar storms punctuated by trebly guitar excess and bursts of down-home, deprecating humour.

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Hugs And Kisses (December edition)

This was written for Spanish website Playground a couple of days ago. I dutifully sent it off, and received a return email stating the column had been pulled, financial considerations. Damn. They could have told me that before I wrote it! Anyway. Thought it was too good to waste. Hugs And Kisses The Strangely Muted […]

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Spotlight – 30: Songs

Yep, Songs. Their debut album – due out in November – is quite honestly the greatest record I’ve heard all year. Full stop, end of story. It might well be the greatest record I’ve heard this decade but a) it’s still not a competition, and b) my memory does play tricks on me, and c) I’m […]

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Spotlight – 8: The Bats

Fuck it. I can’t stop listening to this album. It creeps up on me, catches me unawares. It’s so gentle, deceptively unobtrusive. It’s so sweet and full of subtle magic and intricate guitar motifs and lines that never revel in their own cleverness, just melt. It doesn’t shout, no it never shouts. I have no […]