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Up and coming Coventry rockers Thoria have a double-dose of news hot on the back of a reportedly successful gig at the Dublin Castle (courtesy of Fierce Panda and Club Fandango). The first bit of news sure to intrigue rock lovers and please fans is that they've finally pressed up copie»
Germany eh? What's it given us? Cheap BASF tapes, arrogant racing drivers and the marvellous Die Fantastischen Vier. Or something. Oh, and those Nazi twats but we don't like to talk about them... just read a bit of Primo Levi for that. There's something else too... Industrial / Goth / »
Here, let's buck a trend. Emma Bunton, she of being the quieter, presumably second least talented Spice Girl (after Footballwife Spice) has just released her debut solo single, 'What Took You So Long', and it pisses all over everything her bandmates have done. Yes, I include Geri and BOTH th»
"We need you to sing for us... 'Ah... ahh... ahhh... AHHH!'" Thus spake James Dean Bradfield, frontman of the Manic Street Preachers, by way of introducing Masses Against The Classes. Love 'em or loathe 'em, everyone has an opinion on the band and if the new album alone wasn't enough to swing me ba»
OK, give me a moment. I'm trying to work out exactly how to start this... see, it's very rare that you go to a gig and come out feeling completely catalysed into trying to take over the world with a geetarr slung over your shoulder, but seeing the super handsome Dandy Warhols strutting their knowingly cool stuff has do»
OK, so while it may be long-since out of the cinema and now available on the shiny round platters known as DVD, Magnolia is quite possibly the hardest-hitting film I've seen recently and as is my way, I'm going to spend a couple of paragraphs getting y'all to check it out. You won't be disappointed.
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Feb 26th sees Earl's Court taken over by a bunch of egomaniacs and pricks in suits... but enough of the office party, what of the Brit Awards?
Well, in a reasonably OK year for music, you can trust "da establishment" to pat the backs of the undeserving, the appalling and anything else with a massive ma»
The life of a musician, for all it's potential highs, can be quite hard sometimes. Imagine the euphoria of being signed to a major with a radio friendly hit and a support slot with a band as excellent as The Sundays only to have your label snapped up and dissected. You're out on your ear. Time to go back to that»
Let's play a game. I call it lazy comparisons. Never played it? OK, well, take the name of a band then compare it rather lazily to a band who did slightly similar music. Think you can manage? Cool, let's play.
Elastica. "The Fall / Wire!"
Hmm, I'll give you that. Just. But yes, Justine may ver»
Dear Music Buying Public,
There now follows a short plea on behalf of all that is honest and pure about human nature.
Over the coming week, we, as the people who buy CDs and therefore (in theory) dictate the charts, have the opportunity of ensuring previous errors and oversights go corrected. How»
Elliott Smith joins the Beta Band, right, they sod off to India for a while doing a bit of Kula Shaker and instead of rubbish like K they produce an ecclectic mix of samples, acoustic guitars, electronic noises and mantra-like chanting that bears a passing resemblance to the stuff you hear Hare Krishnas banging on »
And so it is... celeb gossip columns and online news sites tell the sad tales, tales to which I don't know whether to respond with laughter or outrage. But what tales?
Well, a few weeks ago there was the apparent outbursts of certain members of the Spice Girls in The Sun's bizarre column. What did the »
There's a body suspended limp from the gallows, its puffed face bloodied and blue. An icon of flesh, rope and wood. And it's speaking... it wants to be heard... it says "I am the hanging man. I am Marilyn Manson."
And indeed, he has hanged this past couple of years since his last album, Mechanical Anim»
Tell you what, instead of me writing a little diatribe about this song, let us imagine Guy and Robbie using the relatively popular AOL Instant Messenger service.
Guy ChambersUK: Hey Robbie, I've written another new song for you.
During a chilly Saturday evening in January, 1996, I flicked on Top of the Pops 2 to laugh at their witty anecdotes and trivia. Steve Wright or whoever narrated it at the time suddenly announced a new song from an American alternative band called Smashing Pumpkins. The song was 1979. Since then, I've steadily be»
Sex, drugs and rock n' roll - the slogan of a generation of degenerates who shagged, snorted and sometimes rocked their way around the globe to the clanging of electric guitars. Headlines would be devoted to their debauchery and rehab was almost the foulest cuss you could utter in their presence. But where are t»
The Q awards have just been announced. Of course, rock n' roll being the subversive counter-culture it is (ahem), I oversaw the news in the Metro. Yes, that free paper your dad probably reads on the tube as he suits his way off to his comfy job for an insurance firm in the city.
So what can we expec»
Number 3. The mysterious, precise, evenly shaped; number 3. Yet, strangely, it's been the downfall of many a band - Cast, Oasis, Counting Crows, Mansun and many others have shed blood by the time they reached album number 3. But will the same fate befall cock-in-frock melodirockers Placebo? Comprised of 12 tra»
Sunday 25th September 2000.
I woke up at 12 today. I didn't really feel like doing anything, so I wrote a program that offers me a random Noam Chomsky quote every time I run it. Who knows, it might provide some sort of inspiration for a new song. I wrote another poem today, too.
Big Gla»
Oh this is just f**king desserts this is. Here's me, spouting on that men dressed as tramps making inoffensive, gentle music are boring and little more than what Pauline from League of Gentlemen would call dole scum when, lo and behold, I hear this bunch of Californians.
OK, so not quite as straight»
