This is neither the time nor place to have the “Baby One More Time” argument (though I disagree with Ned, whilst admitting that Paul Morley is far too bloated now to have quite that much enthusiasm for young Ms Spears). Two points though,[…]

About Morley’s being vexed concerning lack o’ Britney — wrong song, frankly, to be worried about. I have no idea what other singles of hers might have hit number one (maybe some, maybe none), but I stand by my belief that “&#8[…]

STUPID THINGS SAID BY POP STARS 1: Jazzie B
Now admittedly the entire column could consist of this particular item, but nevertheless it behooves me to scrape away the superficial veneer of dimness which covers most pop stars to discover the imbicile […]

Inevitable – this would find itself here. So the Top 100 Number Singles in the UK list raises its ugly head. Its already drawn much criticism for its methodology on this very weblog, something that the articles and the television programme were[…]

The Institute of Contemporary Arts: aka ICA. Its not a pub is it? Well, I guess not – but it has a bar which fulfils most of the pub pre-requisites in my book. It was salubrious, comfy and a good place for long ranting chats about arcane movies[…]

MY FAVOURITE YEAR
It may be premature to say, but it looks like 2001 is shaping up to be a fine year. So no rock star deaths as yet, but my nemesis, the antithesis of everything I stand for has been cancelled. Yes: the Glastonbury Festival has been b[…]

Why I Am Doing Thousand: (I think an explanation is needed because it means basically none of my reviews here for a few weeks).
I’m doing Thousand (1,000 songs on my hard drive listened to in quasi-alphabetical order) as an experiment. A formal[…]

A Thousand Songs: it’s an experiment of sorts.[…]

Today I think we will link to In Review – we will do this because it is a sorely underrated music weblog and we will specifically do this because of Jimmy Mod’s sarkily entertaining track-by-tracker on a Kill Rock Stars comp.[…]

THIN ON THE GROUND
I went to the pub the other day (well you know me, I go to the pub every day,- but for the sake of verisimilitude let us say it was New Years Day). I walked up to the bar and ordered myself the usual double G&T, and after cons[…]