Having been at the helm of Nottingham’s burgeoning music scene for more than a few years now, it seems remarkable and more than a little selfish that FISTS have only just got round to committing their schizophrenic lo-fi...
When I interview bands I always ask them what music they’ve been listening to. It’s usually so that I get an insight into their tastes and influences, but also a good way to discover some interesting new music. Sadly...
I don’t remember quite when I inherited the bag of socks, just that I did. It is a big bag of socks that sits in its own section of my wardrobe. The socks were given to me by my granddad. He was forced to get rid of all of...
On the track ‘Lolly Moon’, Jo Ford from the band Super Squarecloud sings: “Fill my life with colour.” It’s a camp call to arms admittedly, but a rallying cry nonetheless, one which the band is happy to answer. Super...
When I was 16 I wrote poetry about politics and love and plenty of other cliched stuff. It was rubbish. But then I was only 16. At 16 you are not supposed to know how to be good or even what makes something good. You are...
It is fitting that the release of Moondog coincides with the 25th anniversary of the birth of BritPop. The Wiltshire three-piece owes much to the movement – there are the familiar 60s harmonies, guitar solos and organ all...
How to Dress Well Live Review – Thekla, Bristol 19 May 2013 When I was a kid I listened to Michael Jackson a lot. I loved his music and the way he sang. One of my favourite songs back then was ‘Dirty Diana’. I...
I’ve tried to write about what happened that day a number of times. I never get far, not far enough to feel like I have adequately described what actually happened. And for this reason I stop, delete what I have written and...
Sunday 21st April When I first heard Matthew E White’s Big Inner I got over-excited. It had been a while since I’d heard a man whisper so sweetly over such seriously soulful grooves. I listened to it some more and the hooks...
Restaurant Review: Tom’s Bedroom For a place with such a louche hipster moniker as Tom’s Bedroom, I expected more. The ambience, for starters, is certainly not befitting a fine-dining establishment. Yes, it is early...