G is for….”Garden” by The Fall, from the 1983 classic Perverted By Language. Their records at that point were a mixture of lively sarcasm and a thick, inscrutable brutalism. Knotty riffs, garage monobeats and fat, menacing keyboard […]

F is for….”For Doz That Slept” by Black Sheep. Marvellous slice of party hip-hop whose only lyrics are “Fuck you”, sung, rapped and scratched in every which way you can think of. Courtesy of the mighty Brian M., who says[…]

E is for….”Everything Happens To Me” by Julie London: this irascible reviewer/fan accentuates Julie’s sultriness, but on this wittiest of songs what gets me is how well she uses arched-eyebrow resignation to paper over heartbr[…]

D is for…”Don’t Talk (Put Your Head On My Shoulder)”, one of the more sublimely wimpy cuts from Pet Sounds. Kathleen found this article, which takes a pop at that album’s canonical status. Fair enough, Pet Sounds is an o[…]

C is for….”Circa” by Flare, aka LD Beghtol of 69 Love Songs fame. This is the first Flare I’ve heard, and it’s every bit as lugubrious as I’d expected. Beghtol’s smooth, cold voice always makes me think of so[…]

B is for….”Balham To Brooklyn” by Turin Brakes, a Spartan, folky London duo whose State Of Things EP has come as a surprising pleasure to me. It’s impossible to describe the band (or song) in a way that doesn’t make them[…]

A is for…Alistair Fitchett, who started this alphabetical ball rolling, somewhat, and gave me the idea for the next 26 entries of ABC playlisting. It’s also for “Amongst The Books An Angel” by Piano Magic, yet another coy medi[…]

Critic’s Cliche: summing entire genres up on single pages is about as thankless a task as can be. Plenty to disagree with here but if you fancy raising your blood pressure a point or two you could do worse.[…]

Here we go again: “Rock band Radiohead are emerging as the pretenders to The Beatles’ rock and pop throne, according to a wide-ranging survey of musical tastes”. Precisely what definition of ‘wide-ranging’ are they using[…]

Rachel Stevenson’s article on Spiller encapsulates precisely why any right-thinking person has now got thoroughly sick of “Groovejet”. Once in Theaudience, always in Theaudience, say I. Spiller has exactly two good features: i) it k[…]