Drawer B reviews The Clientele: back to more conventionally music-related linking, this is yet another example of a music writer floundering around trying to write about the Clientele. He doesn’t say anything particularly bad, but nothing parti[…]

While I think it’s a very good idea for Tom@plasticbag to construct a fictional love life for himself, it might help if it wasn’t so blatantly centered around some sick Momus fantasy.[…]

I’ll poke my head above the parapet then – in a response to Tom’s suggestion below that this team can get bigger I have finally decided to join in this alternative to pub rambling. If you don’t know me I am a regular drinking […]

Tangents wastes ten minutes gloriously with the Everett True Diaries. When I was little I rather wanted to be a music journalist: here’s yet more compelling evidence that not trying was quite a good move. Interesting reading for a certain type […]

IHM LYRIC WATCH 7
“I’m back like Erin Brockovitch / You know that means apocalypse” – Method Man, Roni Size, “Ghetto Celebrity”
Hardly needs comment, really, but i) doesn’t rhyme at all even if you say it ver[…]

Magic Bullets: I’ve long since given up trying to get intelligent letters, so I’m running the rude ones instead.[…]

Actually, no, one more entry – if you read NYLPM and like it, and are interested in contributing to it, then we are always interested in having you on board. There’d be no expectation of you posting anything very often, but we are a team […]

Metascene Presents: The 2000 Metascene MTV VMA Awards: I am very busy today. Busy busy busy. Who would have thought the German tyre market could be so exciting? Not me, that’s for sure. So nothing blogwise from me until the evening: meanwhile h[…]

DJ Martian’s Page: New music blog! DJ Martian keeps on sending me links, some of which I used but too many of which I didn’t, not because they weren’t quality links but because I am a lazy bugger. Now he has his own weblog and will […]

M is for….”My Before And After” by Cotton Mather, a track which has caused me a certain amount of grief, by being infectiously tricksy power-pop, a style I usually have great difficulty liking for all the reasons you might expect (c[…]