What with the girls and guys over at 6Music busy celebrating the joys of the cover version this week, the thought bubbles springing up in the LGM compound suggest that it pays to be wary. It pays to be wary of most things, of course, cynicism good company when the nights are long and the […]Read more "LGM’s Ten Rules Of The Successful Cover Version"
“The problem with this particular Smashing Pumpkins disc being…” Actually, that’s not a grand place to start; should you be named Billy Corgan, and therefore harbour an understanding of life, love and miscellaneous that doesn’t necessarily segue with the views held by the rest of us, messy records full of oblique context are invariably one […]Read more "Your Cheap Addams Family Jibe: LGM on Adore, By The Smashing Pumpkins"
Records. And resonation. Because it’s never just a slab of vinyl you hold in your hands; it’s an integral part of who we are. And who we were, back when the sunlight fell in different patterns, and a fresh face always smiled back from the mirror. Below, Comrade Colin over at And Before the First […]Read more "Is There Time? Dubnobasswithmyheadman (1994), Revisited"
Just your usual noise machine beat combo blow-out; invention and unorthodoxy blasted apart by the perambulations taken by career trajectory. “Shoegazing poo with trumpets”, laughed the band (which by any measure was never entirely the case); fascinating records cloaked in fug, and reverb, and Sice’s immaculate, vernal-doused vocals. The early EPs, Icabod and I (now […]Read more "Coltrane (Regretfully) Not Invited – LGM vs Giant Steps. By The Boo Radleys."
Another late-night bar. Always late-night bars (by soundtrack if not by actual presence). Give me Gitanes; black coffee after the cheap gin. We’ve exhausted all The Cramps discs on the jukebox – nothing remaining but the Jake Thackray before we call it quits. And all the merchant seamen have set for sail, the hookers, the […]Read more "John Moore: ‘Lo-Fi Lullabies’ and ‘Floral Tributes’, Reviewed"
Records as opening point. As gateway; the route straight through. Beneath mould-coloured skies and the bricolage of teenhood, back when no-one cared for vinyl and Camus was read in his native tongue – each word understood, the sentiment less so. The devils were busy downgrading to compact disc, their LPs dumped like never-loved puppies; these […]Read more "The Twisted Name On Garbo’s Eyes: LGM on Bowie’s Hunky Dory"
I get home. Pour a large glass of wine (red; a preference for malbec), stick a record on. Any record will do; I’ve long since quit any pretence at alphabetising. LPs sit on shelves, in stacks on the floor by the turntable, lost in alcoves after hiding them whilst a little tipsy, ready to be […]Read more "Confessions Of An Ageing Record Whore"
Because I’m a music blogger, and therefore possess zero imagination, you’ll usually find me each December penning over-elaborate paeans to LPs released during the previous twelve months. Culminating in a 2,000 word treatise with an Album of the Year bent. This year, however, is different. Because I already know the title of 2014’s best in […]Read more "Announcing LGM’s Favourite Album Of 2014, Just A Few Months Early"