Another 1993 single. 7 years is a weird timespan in pop: I’d suggest that nothing recorded at a given time will have the slightest influence seven years on. It’s too late to react against, far too late to build on, but too early to canoni[…]

DUEL! – ROUND 2: today it’s Moby vs Weller.
And yes, the archives are on the right. Sorry.[…]

Skratch Piklz to retire: “Yogafrog said he and colleagues Qbert, D-Styles and new member DJ Flare will train with an unnamed musician whom they describe as someone who “shared with us the most beautiful way to express scratching.”&#[…]

DUEL! – ROUND 2: Eels vs Skunk Anansie. Skunk A. have to be favourites, but come on, Eels are really, really bad.[…]

Black Box Recorder vs Half Man Half Biscuit: not a Duel, but a new FT article from MJ Hibbett, including some great stuff on music and humour.[…]

PopJustice: Will I never tire of linking to PopJustice? Not until they go shit, and that’s not happened yet. Another week, another laugh.[…]

This is my life, and this is how it reads…: I have no idea whether April’s pita is always this music-centric but it seems to be at the moment. Music weblogs go! And yes, the Smiths are better than B & S, duh.[…]

Dancing About Architecture is back with a modest proposal to bin rock star interviews once and for all (but why are they pickin’ on poor Britney, OUR FUTURE QUEEN? The cads.) They miss the main reason not to bother interviewing rock stars: the […]

What’s My Muthafuckin’ Name? “I once interviewed Mos Def, as enlightened as an MC as you could hope for, and the most excited he got was when he was talking about ultratrashy album covers used by Master P’s dire No Limits labe[…]

In the heart of Middle England over the weekend, I killed time with my copy of Palatine, the mostly excellent and entirely out-of-print Factory Records compilation. That official site is in some kind of construction limbo, and this would appear to be[…]