
Once upon a time in the days of black and white and the British pound being split up into unfathomable fractions, fans of football teams would clap and twirl their rattles, cheering on their favourite football team and having a pint or six, with a hard luck to or from the opposing fanbase. Something changed

We’re not really into the whole post-punk, long anorak, well-read indie music stuff on these pages. We’re not saying that it is a bad thing, rather, just letting you know that with these things, we’re an unreliable source. And so to Black Midi who were the darlings of lads in cherry red Doc Martens, gloomy

Funny what people turn into films these days. The latest to surprise us (not unpleasantly, mind) is the movie about indie slacker kings, Pavement. It is called ‘Pavements’ and directed by Alex Ross Perry who we don’t know, but we’re going to assume they love a trucker cap and a plaid shirt and some beat

In record collector circles, Dorothy Carter is a big ticket and her ‘Troubadour’ LP is the stuff of legend. Originally released back in 1976, it was a pioneering and unique work and linked up folk with other-worldly avant-garde behaviours. It’s a wild and beautiful body of work. She studied formally before finding herself in a

R&B is obviously a much more broad church than people give the genre credit for, but it almost seems unfair to brand Dawn Richard’s music that tag. And she’s at it again, being one of the most unique and interesting artists around right now. “The track is the kind of confidence that only I can…

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…
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