The FTP is once again down, so currently I Hate Music and CAOTM can’t be updated. Apologies to Mike, Tanya and their readers. This also means that we can’t launch the Films Issue as planned: I’m in contact with the people who host f[…]

PCC’s Pre-Mixed Tapes – better than most mixtape articles, not as good as the huge ever-growing article that rules from the centre of kempa.com. The Stalker one Kathleen likes is in fact rubbish, as it leaves off such notable stalky class[…]

Sing Along With Stephin: been after this one for a while – Stephin Merritt selects one ‘best’ recording from every year, 1900-1999. And no, he’s not arrogant enough to choose any of his own. Anyone who picks Julie London as th[…]

Reviews ‘n’ Rants from Uncle Fester. Uncle Fester’s been around on the internet reviewing music for ages, and he doesn’t get enough respect from us young bucks (hollow laugh). Here are his thoughtful, straightforward reviews o[…]

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Belle And Sebastian are great: Belle And Sebastian are dreadful. After a couple of months spent waking up to the first, it’s dispiriting to be reminded that the second still holds. I spent three years disliking Belle And Sebastian after hear[…]

Are You A Rock Chick?: why yes, I am a bit short of inspirational links today. Barely amusing quiz, via Kitschbitch. It’ll be name generators next.[…]

Lester Bangs and Paul Morley : Let It Blurt and Nothing: You could very well do worse.[…]

Pitchfork reviews the new Future Bible Heroes EP. It’s a fair review and well written, though as often with Pitchfork it’s the little asides that grate or beg expansion: “It’s extremely difficult to write a meaningful synth-po[…]

Thanks to Martin, who has sent me several excellent links over the last week (I’m working through them!), and thanks also to moreover.com, you’ll now find a pop music headlines section in the right-hand column for handy news updates. We&#[…]

Gentleman Jim: “Here were songs of love, loss and yearning by cult artists such as the Church, the Go Betweens and Ed Kuepper, songs that had entered the national psyche, sung by an old-style crooner enjoying a Terry Callier-like renaissance. &[…]