I’ve been falling asleep to it for the last few weeks. It’s near-random tinkles of glockenspiel, piano and flute. You keep expecting the tinkles to fall into the void, it’s so slow and lovely.
At first I thought: this is music for […]

MANIC STREET PREACHERS – Let Robeson Sing
I have to say I feel for Nicky Wire. Not because of his passionate lyrics and political committment, though to be fair he’s not actually worse at those than the bloke from The Alarm. But because h[…]

Janelle Brown, “Death of a pop princess in the making“: the inevitable “Aaliyah’s dead, so what?” articles arrive. The public mourning for Aaliyah seems hyped and manufactured, because, after all, “was her music re[…]

Siobhan quits Sugababes!: to be replaced by an ex-member of Atomic Kitten! (NB not Kerry) Say it ain’t so! My pop dream is shattered – it’s emo for me all the way now, sob! Seriously this is bad news as the Sugababes were individual[…]

Sven Goran Eriks-song: oh good.[…]

Ally reviews the new Jay-Z — I apologize if I embarass her or something, but in my utterly unhumble and perfectly right opinion, Ms. Bitchcakes is one of Thee Best Writers Around, Mang, and this is a prime example as to why. It doesn’t h[…]

Walking on the Moon: yet another attempt at a NYLPMer (yours truly) to dive into the murky waters of MTV for all the Internet to see. Publicity stunts disguised as thoughtful social commentary are awesome things to behold. So, remember – tun[…]

CHARLATANS WATCH 2001
As avid viewers of I Hate Music will know, I have a particular fondness for The Charlatans and their life jacket lipped frontman Tim Burgess. The jist of this stems from guessing which icon of rock or pop will they rip off on ea[…]

Cities of the mind: a rather poetic evocation of something many of us have experienced. It’s a peculiarly suburban, peculiarly faux-bohemian teenage phenomenon. Can there be a word more distasteful to the disaffected teenager than suburb? Ev[…]