Kylie is the closest thing we have to a Royal family that represents us as a body people in any way, and if we could ever choose our head of state surely the princess of pop would be at the top of the list. She is how I’d like the rest of the world to… Continue reading Kylie, Showgirl, The greatest hits tour, Earls court
Category: Music
Abba, the music of tragedy
Im at work, its Monday morning and Jason has just put Abba on the stereo. There’s nothing wrong with that as the songs are good, it’s just that I’ve always felt that Abba is the music of tragedy. It’s the sort of thing that overpaid bankers sing at drunken Christmas parties, singing and pointing at… Continue reading Abba, the music of tragedy
The Go Team, Thunder, lightning, strike
Forget Keane and Snow Patrol and all that other do gooding Band Aidesque crap that your mum listens to. This little baby is where it’s at, okay. It has the sing a-long visual sex appeal of David Beckham celebrating an England goal, the sort that makes you leap around the front room on a Friday… Continue reading The Go Team, Thunder, lightning, strike
The Go Team – Thunder, lightning, strike
Forget Keane and Snow Patrol and all that other do gooding Band Aidesque crap that your mum listens to. This little baby is where it’s at, okay. It has the sing a-long visual sex appeal of David Beckham celebrating an England goal, the sort that makes you leap around the front room on a Friday… Continue reading The Go Team – Thunder, lightning, strike
John Peel. 1939 – 2004
There are some voices that have always been a part of our lives, we have grown up with them and they are part of the mental furniture, quite literally like a member of the family. When a colleague stared at her monitor in disbelief and announced that John Peel had died, we knew that one… Continue reading John Peel. 1939 – 2004
Ugg boots and Melton Mowbray
As Mandy was looking for a new watch I was aware that Oasis in Covent Garden smelt of farts, it was then that I saw someone buying what can only be described as utterly ridiculous footwear. Enter the Ugg boots. If you were doing a GCSE in Fashion & Footwear Design and you had the… Continue reading Ugg boots and Melton Mowbray
BBC Last night of the BNP
Yesterday two completely different audiences watched two aspects of our country highlighting the enormous prevailing gap in our increasingly polarised society. Last night of the proms provided a group of hopelessly misguided, and without meaning to sound to bitchy, universally ugly white middle England types with the annual opportunity for gratuitous flag waving. The celebrating… Continue reading BBC Last night of the BNP
Shambala 2004
The mood at this weekends Shambala festival at Newnham park in Plymouth was that of happy and friendly party . The sun shone down all the fancy dress on Saturday which added to the relaxed family orientated atmosphere already in place. This was different from most other festivals I’ve been to both in size, about… Continue reading Shambala 2004
Watch out Snow Patrol, Goldie Lookin’ Chain are coming!
Novelty acts have never really done it for me. People (students) who pretend they’re into music smile along happily like they’re ‘Having a larf’, when in fact they simply like sickly tunes of any description and the irony of the novelty act is as good an excuse as any to indulge. I had this in… Continue reading Watch out Snow Patrol, Goldie Lookin’ Chain are coming!
I like it
Recently I downloaded some outstanding tracks by seminal sixties pop group Gerry and the Pacemakers. The simple nature of the sound and the innocence of the scouse vocals somehow balance the sickly and quite frankly inane lyrical content, it’s great stuff you should try it. A few years back I worked for a mates sixties… Continue reading I like it