Conscience Free Depravity
Beware: The ultimate depravity. Continue reading Conscience Free Depravity
Category: Vinyl
Jam After Jam After Jam
Don’t you blame it on sunshine, Don’t blame it on moonlight, Blame it on the Endless Boogie. Continue reading Jam After Jam After Jam
Good, Attacking Noogie
I like good, attacking noogie. Like wasp lightning in a bottle, grey. Continue reading Good, Attacking Noogie
Street Grid Restaurateur
In which our young hero bares his patio to the internet. Continue reading Street Grid Restaurateur
Stinkin’ One Thing And Reviewin’ Another
Callow young man buys jazz LP in Leeds, sort of understands it 13,780,000 minutes later. Continue reading Stinkin’ One Thing And Reviewin’ Another
Bright Red Rock Rocket Of Hope
Warning: Contains Canadians Continue reading Bright Red Rock Rocket Of Hope
America’s Most Pretty Goodcore
Got hardcore if you want it (and if you don’t). Continue reading America’s Most Pretty Goodcore
Here By The Seine Notre Dame Casts A Long Lonely Shadow …
Notre dame sans nom, satisfying serpentine suaveness and a discreet areola. Business as usual for Roxy. Continue reading Here By The Seine Notre Dame Casts A Long Lonely Shadow …
Fester, Uncle
Blood Lust: [mass noun]
Uncontrollable desire to kill or maim others.
Continue reading Fester, Uncle
I’ve Lost All Sense Of The World Outside
Rail-thin amphetamine popping black-clad baritone shag monsters seek similar. NS, GSOH unnecessary. Continue reading I’ve Lost All Sense Of The World Outside
Margarine Walker
In which I defile a Lego minifigure in the name of my art. Continue reading Margarine Walker
Bobby Plant On Harmonica
Sexy panther skunk guitar-o-rama-lama-ding-dong. Welcome, Primals. Continue reading Bobby Plant On Harmonica
Get Your Nwob On
High Risk? No risk. Continue reading Get Your Nwob On
2 LPs, 4 Tracks
Going Away? Going Out? Blown Away? Blown Out. Continue reading 2 LPs, 4 Tracks
Call Me Ishmael
Is it a girl Sean Connery? no Ishmael. Continue reading Call Me Ishmael
Gliding Through The Abattoir
Once upon a time I would have awarded it a Kid C, now? Kid A Continue reading Gliding Through The Abattoir
A Big Splash On The Amsterdam Vinyl Scene
A roving dweeb writes about canals and all that shit. Continue reading A Big Splash On The Amsterdam Vinyl Scene
Halloween ’66
14:57, almost as good as 1537, but not quite. Continue reading Halloween ’66
Monday Sad, Sad Monday
Monday, sad, sad Monday / She’s waiting for me / But I’m a long, long way from home. Continue reading Monday Sad, Sad Monday
All Hail, Porkbeast!
Reverb, Anderson, Fast Green Dick, Porkbeast and Vom. Continue reading All Hail, Porkbeast!
Baby, Let Me Follow You Dow
An overly long review of a Dylan release of dubious legality, but not quality. Continue reading Baby, Let Me Follow You Dow
Slide Guitar, Glide Sitar
A rag bag of reviews tenuously held together by some half-assed conceptual link. Again. Continue reading Slide Guitar, Glide Sitar
I Need A Drink, I Can’t Think, I Like The Kinks
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
Liebling Home Ain’t Easy
All hail the power of the sleevenote, especially when used to right wrongs and settle scores. Continue reading Liebling Home Ain’t Easy
Satin-Clad Snake-Hipped Boogie Droog
Pricking Floyd’s large gravitarse. Continue reading Satin-Clad Snake-Hipped Boogie Droog
If I Was A Turkey, With My Priorities Straight
In which the true meaning of Christmas is discussed, dissected and eaten. Continue reading If I Was A Turkey, With My Priorities Straight
I Lost It All In The Popcorn Box!
A learned treatise on the necessity of employing a luxuriantly moustachioed drummer. Continue reading I Lost It All In The Popcorn Box!
Les Synthé Analogique
Eschewing my usual ‘leave it 20 years’ policy, I review an LP released last Friday. Continue reading Les Synthé Analogique
Check Out My Orbs, Baby
Tilda Swinton, conflict, tea – this post, quite literally, has something for everyone. Continue reading Check Out My Orbs, Baby
I Ain’t No Glamour Boy – I’M FIERCE!
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!