This time last year, I was freezing just across the road from the English Channel (or la Manche if you’re that way inclined) just a short stroll from the De La Warr Pavillion where I’d seen Billy Brag perform the previous evening. I’d not gone to see Bill though (enjoyable, funny and stirring as he [...]
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This is definitely one of those “not the sort of thing I’d usually be buying” records. But, I am easily intrigued and (thanks to a general malaise discussed briefly a couple of posts ago) as I am currently absolutely shattered thanks to getting about half a dozen hours’ worth of sleep during the past two [...]
Well, this is a bit of a departure, isn’t it? This may or may not be the start of something irregular here, although that completely depends on my level of cheek in walking up to people at gigs and asking them if they’d mind being subjected to a line of odd and inane questions. Thankfully, [...]
Well, that was all a bit strange. I have to admit from the off that I’m not hugely familiar with Sam Beam’s recorded output, having only recently got into him through this year’s excellent Kiss Each Other Clean album, so I will be vague – if not totally ignorant – about what songs were [...]
Something that is becoming increasingly rare in today’s music industry is the Short Album. With CD capacity expanding and digital space almost limitless, artists seem hellbent on filling as much room as possible with their thoughts and ideas whether or not all of those ideas were especially good ones. It’s as if a fear has [...]
I had never been to a Billy Bragg gig before, and to date (this will change) I do not own any Billy Bragg albums. Despite this, Billy Bragg has always been in the periphery of my musical and political upbringing long before I became an adult. And not just on the political side of things [...]
Well, it’s been too nice a day to be sat inside a cafe with free wireless internet, so I didn’t. I didn’t the day after either, hence this really stupid timeline that will make no sense to anyone but me. Instead, I spent the day wandering about the grounds of an ancient church trying to [...]
It’s been a strange, serendipitous last few days. I was watching political argument show Question Time on the TV last Thursday, broadcast from the lovely surroundings of the De La Warr Pavillion in the English South Coast town of Bexhill-on-Sea. It was in this venue in December 2008 that I saw a brilliant Isobel Campbell [...]
Following on from last night’s rant, here is something from this year that similarly wears its heart on its sleeve in terms of being angry about specific issues, but puts its point across in a more gently reasoned way. It’s also one of my favourite albums released so far this year, and stands out for [...]
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