HANDSOME FAMILY- Have you Been Washed in The Blood of the Lamb
Old School Protestant Hymns are way more hardcore then Ozzy. Look at this one, running into seven minutes of verses, each with the chorus that starts with the line “have you been wa[…]

CHRISTINA AGUILERA – “Soar”
Okay, yes, it’s a cheesy motivational ballad. Anyone with a strong reaction to the Dianne Warren school of songwriting should just check out right now because I could type for several years and not[…]

Tom’s Top Twelve!
Lizard power! Slight change of format as instead of just a list I’ll make a stab at mentioning when and why these tracks struck me this week. New stuff first – Mad Anju‘s “Cellular Minutes” is sur[…]

My review of Live Forever, now up on Freaky Trigger – as is Mark Pitlyk’s impressionistic Boards Of Canada piece and – finally – Anthony’s piece on Morrissey and his Latino fanbase. More new content later this week, incl[…]

Foxes And Hedgehogs; or; What’s The Dilly? — Simon Reynolds talks about my end-of-year stuff on his weblog, and in turn that spawns a great big ILM Thread, and what do I say? ‘Wow’, mostly.
Well, OK, I can be a bit more articu[…]

It’s ‘Visions of Johanna’ rewrit for Branson happy-hour tagteam karaoke, innit? Kid’s ‘I can’t look at you while I’m lyin’ next to her’ makes ‘her’ the unfortunate Louise to Sheryl&#82[…]

I can’t promise anything for Paris or Munich residents but if you’re in or around New York or London then the 21st March 2003 holds a great party opportunity for you! In New York you’ll be helping a good cause – Doctors Withou[…]

As should be fairly obvious from the lack of Freaky Trigger activity recently, I’m finding it harder and harder to keep my editorial head above water – so pieces are running late, themes are dying off, projects getting delayed or abandone[…]

They wouldn’t let me buy the Busted album on Friday. Who are they? The people who worked in J Sainsbury’s Express in Crouch End. Why? Well they gave be some nonsense about not having the key to the CD drawer. But actually they were making[…]

Pubs as the only restaurant in town in suburban satelite “villages”. My sister live is a dormitory town – that’s the only way to describe it. A development (you would never call it an estate) of new developments out in leafy H[…]