
What’s the deal here? A music blog, being launched in a time when blogging is absolutely dead, especially trying to cover music? What’s the point in that? Well, call it a labour of love. Call it foolhardiness. Call it what you want, but the chances of this making any money is basically nil, and thankfully,

There’s a lot of stuff knocking around passing itself off as psychedelic music these days with little more than a wibbly synth and a gentle fuzz guitar. That means, when something genuinely psychedelic crops up, you need to hold it close and give it water and attention. With that, we go to the magical sound…

And so it begins – like copyright law, legal action over sampling, and getting into the nooks and crannies of interpolation with ‘Blurred Lines’ – and now, it’s the turn of artificial intelligence – it was always going to happen. This is coming from the camp of Jorja Smith as her record label has said…

What a year it’s been. We’ve have the president of the United States of America calling people names while desperately trying to distance himself from a list of wealthy people who were quite probably up to no good with a convicted sex offender who mysteriously died in custody. We’ve had one billionaire so lonely that…

There’s few better and more generous than the MGs, ably backing some of the finest, most iconic hits of any generation. Never hogging the limelight, but vital in its proximity, Steve Cropper and his guitar to make great records, legendary. At the age of 84, he’s left the building. “The Cropper family announces with profound…
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