The Magnetic Fields Bring the Pain Live: Stephin Merritt grumpy shocker.[…]

How Special were The Specials? Undoubtedly some of them along the line went to a special school, if you get my drift. Certainly the dramatic decline of Terry Hall’s career suggests that education was not what he was all about.
Ah but take us ba[…]

Magic Bullets: finally sorted out the letters page, which is now a blogger-powered DYNAMO and will let me print comments long or short with ease. But for today, a great rant from the mighty James Lucas, and coming up later this afternoon some comment[…]

I have a love-hate relationship with drugs in music. I – of course – am a clean living girl and would never take the things myself. Unless they were sleeping pills to avoid listening to the Velvet Underground. (I am not saying I would nee[…]

DUEL! – Semi Finals: it’s Travis against Moby for a place opposite Smashing Pumpkins in tomorrow’s final. My nails are bitten to the very quick.[…]

Support Indie Rock: we mean it, maaan. (link via Millie, to whom goes a big NYLPM shout-out for her mission to bring METAL UP YOUR ASS to the ‘twee’ masses. I coincidentally discover this link when halfway through a piece which discusses […]

Piano Magic – Artists’ Rifles
Piano Magic perversely insist on releasing their records as Summer approaches: last year’s masterpiece of filigree loneliness, Low Birth Weight, came out at the height of that boisterous season, and it […]

monosyllabic: “Perhaps a single copy of a good album in the clearance bin could be construed as a store clerk’s oversight; two copies, an unfortunate coincidence; three or more copies, and you have to wonder if this says less about the ig[…]

amplified to rock asks “What sort of music do the readers of Maxim listen to while they play with their hip gadgets, drink martinis, and swap tips on how to get women to sleep with them?”. Oh, I think we all know the answer. They play the[…]

I said I wouldn’t run lists on FT: I never said I wouldn’t link to them.[…]