I am, in fact, convinced that the denizens of 119 Farringdon Road are having me trailed and turning all of my popular culture discussions with friends into articles. For a while the snide has been ripping stuff off ILX, but not 48 hours after I was […]

Once upon a time in the Philharmonic Dining Rooms, a glorious gin palace in Liverpool, I was using the grade-II listed Purbeck marble gents stalls. A bunch of American tourists, mostly women, some with camcorders, came in and started looking around. […]

Old news for some readers, but just in case you missed it linked elsewhere: tots on pop is failsafe entertainment, of course. Smell-a-rat moment: when Beth asks “Who’s Annie Key?” And I think Ben already writes for Uncut.[…]

Oi Jel!

(pic by our gracious host Steve M)[…]

Crumbling Loaf: I read this quite often on other people’s sidebars but it occurred to me I’ve never linked to it. I picked the Wedge for it because i) we’ve not had a post on here today yet; ii) I really like the way he writes about[…]

The king is gone but not forgotten… : I’ve been busy every night so far, but – such is the power of teenage loyalty down the years – I feel I’m somehow letting him down (or myself, or someone) by not watching.[…]

Stealth Marketing is getting some people talking on ILE. I have never been able to work out how a stealth marketing business model can work – the ‘audience reach’ for these walking adverts must be amazingly low, microscopically low […]

Settled into one of my usual neighborhood diner haunts this weekend, as I normally do, with a copy of the New York Times and a cuppa coffee. One of those real American kinds of diners where you can get eggs made fifteen different ways and the chocola[…]

Super Bowl Halftime Show: Play-by-Play
My scrawled notes, typed out for your amusement!
-J. Lo and other celebs instruct us in cautiously neutral tones to “choose to vote,” to soft U2 cocktail-party background music; any potential politic[…]

Funeral For a Friend – Escape Artists Never Die
A band with a silly name, and silly song titles, is usually a recipe for the kind of music I like. They seemed quite likeable on PopWorld this morning (all I do is watch TV). FFaF make jaunty nu-m[…]