Even a knackered phone line cannot defeat me, we are back with the exciting (by now not that) new release from Martin Carr who is turning into a scary robot like in that mad Japanese film, Tetsuo. I reckon.
I have dashed back from the shops to bring you news of the return of the quiffed one. Is it like a load of unbeaten Your Arsenal or a pile of shameful Kill Uncle?
What to think about the event that almost no-one is talking about : Ad pushes the swear button hard as he takes you through the runners and the one’s he’d like to ride for this years gruelling, almost musical marathon
Bollocks to the BBC - for my fix of spacey electro, thumping disco and mad Italian soundtracks, I tune to a renegade Dutch internet radio station…
Big things are expected of this artschool indie band that you can dance to. Does their debut album live up to the hype, or are they destined to be sweeping up in Tesco with Shed Seven this time next year?
A new concept in compilation albums .... TERROR is its name. Some of the most disturbing recordings that I could think of in a spare hour or so. Plus excitingly, your chance to win the lot!
B&S throw fey indie music to one side and come out with the sound of armageddon, imagine the KLF turned up to 11. Only joking - it is business as usual, not bad at all though.
Highly anticipated record coming out soon on Rough Trade, it should be distributed by pfizer and sold in Boots.
Call me a convert. Or a pervert. But despite falling out of the 19-25 pop age bracket, I’m finding that pop is great again. Don’t know whether it’s my age (I just don’t care anymore), or whether it’s more my thing now. Maybe you can help.
Do you want to live in Camden? Do you have the urge to force your musical taste on the youth of the country, read on…