Devilman! Devilman!!
Music to headbutt walls to Continue reading Devilman! Devilman!!
Music to headbutt walls to Continue reading Devilman! Devilman!!
In which our young hero ponders the ineffable essence of the ocean. Continue reading Beached Buoy
White bread, no roughage. Continue reading Not Slaughter
An LP that really should have been called something else. Continue reading I Might Just Follow
You don’t get to add ‘The Great’ onto you bands’ name for nothing. Continue reading Ting!
The 1537 motoring column makes its’ debut. Continue reading My Other Car Is A Windhoeker Maschinenfabrik Wer’wolf MKII
In which our hero grapples with the demon drink. Losing to a KO in the first round. Continue reading Ha! Ha! Urg!!
Sometimes you simply just get the right record at the right time. Continue reading Bhasobha (Be Careful)
Get your NWOBHM out for the lads! Continue reading The Revenge Of The Farting Drummer
In which our young hero is let down by the interneterati. Continue reading Juwxbuh Beh, Juicebox Beh
This is what I wanted, this was what I got, for Xmas, a little bit early. Continue reading Christmas 1986
Be a frayed, be very frayed. Continue reading Royally Truxed Up
A teenage dream is so hard to beat … to death. Continue reading Deep, Sleek And Bleak
In which our young hero asks if anyone’s got change for a $75. Continue reading Wood/Metal/Plastic/1537/Pattern/Rhythm/Rock
Of rugby, floods and Heavy Metal Kids. Continue reading Birth. School. Rugby. Work. Death.
Fleur dans votre bain, amour dans vos draps … whatever next? oh, that. Continue reading I’ll Hug You With My Legs, Baby
You hum it, I’ll painstakingly transcribe it. Continue reading Julian Cope: Julian H. Cope Lyrics
At last a nice sensible rock star mentions insurance. Continue reading The Rite Stuff
Marvel at our young hero’s restraint and unbreakable resolve! Continue reading 1537 Buys A Sandwich (Part Deux)
More strangeness, than quarks and charm. Continue reading You Shouldn’t Do That
What noise do ducks make? almost. Continue reading Quark Quark!
Wee? sleekit? cow’rin? tim’rous? then, dear beastie, this is not an LP for you. Continue reading Fulsome Prism Blues
An original draft of my PhD thesis on the musical and cultural significance of Floyd’s ultimate stoner landmark. Continue reading 1537 vs. Dark Side Of The Moon: Full Unabridged Review
In which our young hero scratches that angry political dancing itch Continue reading Can Giuli Do The Stroll?
Some righteous testimony for y’all. Continue reading High Times And Misdemeanours
About a racehorse. Maybe. Continue reading Wuther Fucka
The things your one-eyed friend can help you recall. Continue reading À La Recherche Du Tits Perdu
Pure self-indulgent nonsense, with added boobs. Continue reading 1537 vs. 2019
Stompy-stompy, bass line, handclaps, guitar lick, enormous chorus: repeat = glory. Continue reading That’s A Good Move
Punkorama-lamma-lamma-big-dong punky garage oddness. Continue reading Ripsaw Rock