if music be the food of love, there’s a lot of weird lolita-complex types out there.: The Smashing Pumpkins broke up because they’d been defeated by the ‘Britneys of this world’ (sadly not in an actual Arena Fight). Here is a […]

If you want to understand where NYLPM’s coming from, consider this: the first time I heard this song I would have forgiven it anything, for the line “music mates the bourgeoisie and the rabble”, which sets Madonna up as the Marie An[…]

DUEL!: Electronica (koff koff) comes to Duel with a Moby/Fatboy Slim set-to.
In other pedantic admin news, the focus group deadline’s been extended to accomodate a couple of people who didnt have time to do it this week. If you want to vote in […]

Every breath they take…: “The domination of mainstream hip-hop is a triumph for sampling in the same posthumous way that the Eagles’ Greatest Hits becoming the best selling album of all time would be a triumph for the nomadic spirit[…]

Let me count the ways: it’s a review of 69 Love Songs, from the Guardian. And it’s appropriately awed.[…]

Tom Cox has a go at sampling culture in the Friday Review, claiming one minute that nobody is using sampling to good effect, the next that nobody really pays attention to the charts, the next that all the interesting sampling takes place in the under[…]

Mind your own business: charming, I’m sure. A review of the new Belle And Sebastian album, which in my sensitive wimpy way I am liking quite a lot now. Incidentally, it –
– STOP THE PRESS! A gorilla? “Not planned” lies b[…]

News Unlimited | Brother beyond “I’d become the music industry Orson Welles. Everybody wants to take you to lunch, but nobody wants to give you the money to make the motion picture” – Scott Walker talks to The Guardian about h[…]

Satoshi Tomiie: Full Lick: Pitchfork Review: “UK garage is so exciting it makes me weep and reach for my passport” – and this in Pitchfork, no less! In Paul Cooper they seem to have at last found somebody who can write fairly convin[…]

Tanya Headon would be proud: Tangents’ Marino Guida lays into Dylan, but ends up in endearing Tangential style reviewing lots of other records instead. When they’re as good as the Triffids’ Calenture, I can’t complain.[…]