Talk of Spice Girls reunion is nonsense. Well they say careless talk costs lives but this is a bit harsh. There I was, down the pub the other day, trying to work out exactly when we would see the reunion tour* – and some spokesperson for a non[…]

Once upon a time four publogger went to Brussels and drank lots of lovely beer. This is their story. Thought i’d put it there rather than here as it is rather long, and i haven’t updated my bl*g for almost nine months innit…[…]

“Guy With ‘Opinionated Personal Website’ Has Problem With Professional Music Writing”
No one really bothered to talk about the Pazz & Jop poll itself on NYLPM, with good reason, I guess: even Der Dean seems to lament the […]

Apparently a whole generation of latch-keyers reared on the NES, skateboard vids, and 7 Seconds albums are discovering the joys of rudimentary, home-cobbled electronics, raining cold gray slush – Residents chirrups, Whitehouse grind, Masonna sh[…]

Live Forever
Pop music has always been an audiovisual medium, but documentary movies about pop have been rare, and successful ones rarer still. Two problems confront the film-maker wanting to do more than simply record a performance. The most interes[…]

Patsy Montana- I want to be a Cowboy Sweetheart.
It hasn’t been camped up or reclaimed by anybody and not really known as well as it should be, considering it was the first song written by a woman to sell a million copies. Its not ironic and i[…]

Ahem. The counsel for the defence says: I would have loved to be sitting close enough to the ashtray in order to use it. Or indeed to have been sitting at all in a very crowded pub on a Saturday night in the centre of town. It is far more antisocial […]

The Ultimate Fop-Pop Explosion
When I hit the astroturf I knew it was serious. By the time I got to Battersea the next morning, my ankle resembled the Graf Zeppelin and each gear change felt like an angle grinder slicing through my leg. Only another […]

The Most Ultra-Romantic-est Songs in the World… EVER! I’m guessing no-one reading this is likely to celebrate Valentine’s day by buying their Signif. Other (or anyone they happen to want to get jiggy with) a double CD compilation of[…]

TANYA HEADON AND THE HOLY GRAIL (OF POST PUB MUSIC TELEVISION)
From the off let’s get one thing straight. Post pub means but one thing to me. A dystopian future when all these lovely gin palaces have been destroyed and all the beautiful juniper[…]