Campaigners fight for axed Radio 1 DJ Andy Kershaw: my knee-jerk reaction to Andy Kershaw’s sacking is “Oh, that’s a shame”, especially when you compare Kershaw’s easygoing, affable style to the on-air posturings of slug[…]

Longplayer: sound art – a piece of music set to last a thousand years – which raises a lot of interesting questions. If, like me, you believe (sometimes) that art arises out of a ‘dialogue’ of sorts between artist and audience[…]

Hip hop at a crossroads: “This was no ordinary hip hop show: Mos Def took the unprecedented step of dispensing with a DJ and employing a distinguished live band” – unprecedented how, exactly? Review from the Guardian.[…]

Well, now we’re talking. Tangents has started what amounts to a weblog. I was thinking this morning about how I should probably try and put more news-y content in NYLPM, because while there are several excellent websites that will move heaven […]

Flat Eric Archives: an incredibly important cultural resource.[…]

Piano Magic, who might well be the best band in the country, have a new album out (Hooray!) and a remix 12″ (sigh). I started but never finished a full-length review of their last album, Low Birth Weight. In summary, though: it’s beautifu[…]

Fred has redesigned. I feel like a real blogger now, mentioning that. But the real reason you should visit today is to read his fine review of the new XTC album, before it gets buried under a heap of shall-I-put-my-photos-up-or-not stuff![…]

Napster Killed My Record Store: (link pirated from My Science Project, who will no doubt be pleased with the eels/Mogwai result). Anyway, a record store blames Napster for plummeting sales. As I’ve said before, my own purchasing habits have cha[…]

THE SUGARCUBES – “Deus” (brief review inspired by Prol)
“Deus” was the first Sugarcubes song I ever heard. It’s still my favourite: back then I could get off on the strangeness of it without realising that ‘s[…]

The Scottish Jazz Scam: “It’s at times like this that it’s hard to believe that, at one time, jazz was all about freedom and joy writ large and true. Dominated by a dreary, unimaginative clique, it’s dying on its feet.”[…]