A rag bag of reviews tenuously held together by some half-assed conceptual link. Again. Continue reading Slide Guitar, Glide Sitar
In which our young hero ponders what the opposite of ergonomic is. Continue reading I Need A Drink, I Can’t Think, I Like The Kinks
All hail the power of the sleevenote, especially when used to right wrongs and settle scores. Continue reading Liebling Home Ain’t Easy
Heavy on the violin and societal collapse, a bit light on chuckles. It’s those zany GY!BE folk! Continue reading All Sweetness And Blight
2018 – 1537 = 481. That’s probably very significant. Continue reading 1537 vs. 2018
Impeccable class and restraint? It has to be 1537. Continue reading C-Q-D/Sea
Twitch dancing like a brown acid casualty down on Yasgur’s Farm. Continue reading High Class Band
Pricking Floyd’s large gravitarse. Continue reading Satin-Clad Snake-Hipped Boogie Droog
In which the true meaning of Christmas is discussed, dissected and eaten. Continue reading If I Was A Turkey, With My Priorities Straight
The greatest living Welshman … writes about a compatriot. Continue reading Daylight Throbbery
In which our young hero enjoins everyone to ‘be more Bryan’. Continue reading Now The Party’s Over
Wiggy Giggy Giggy Wiggy Wiggy Giggy Giggy Continue reading Wiggy Giggy Giggy Wiggy Wiggy Giggy Giggy
In which your intrepid correspondent discovers a great new band. Continue reading Van Hailing
Elvira, cheese and onion pasties, midgets. Continue reading The Dreams Ain’t Broken Down Here, They’re Just Walking With A Limp
In which our young hero gets very Butch. Continue reading Butch Casette-idy
A learned treatise on the necessity of employing a luxuriantly moustachioed drummer. Continue reading I Lost It All In The Popcorn Box!
Eschewing my usual ‘leave it 20 years’ policy, I review an LP released last Friday. Continue reading Les Synthé Analogique
Tilda Swinton, conflict, tea – this post, quite literally, has something for everyone. Continue reading Check Out My Orbs, Baby
In which our young hero discovers the truth of the old Welsh adage, Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. Continue reading I Ain’t No Glamour Boy – I’M FIERCE!
Colin told me to like this LP, so I did. Continue reading Hey Man, I Am cool; I Am The Breeze
Escape life’s dissonance and antagonism by listening to an LP full of, umm, dissonance and antagonism. Continue reading Sci-Fried
In which Paul depukeinates a platter. Continue reading When I Heard It, I Didn’t Puke
Sick shrimp shit going down? can only be Elvis. Continue reading Shrimp! Shrimp! Shrimp!
Warped, twisted, detestable … 1537! Continue reading Thank Providence
Queen I: bit shit compared to The Works? Discuss (using appropriate diagrams). Continue reading Frustrate Their Knavish Tricks
Tales from the old country Continue reading We Grow Fat On The Charms Of Our Idle Dreary Days
In which our young hero kisses and tells. Continue reading Hazy Horizontal Happiness
In which our young hero poses the old monolithic, or monoriffic question. Continue reading Gills, Gills, Gills!
All hail the throbbing future! (and Zombies!!!) Continue reading Still Life In Tokyo, With Zombies
In which our young hero catches a rise. Continue reading Oooooo Yeah, Ooh Yeah