At the tail-end of each November – whilst compiling my own compendium of treasured records – I solicit votes for your album of the year. I’ve long forgotten why I solicit votes for your album of the year, beyond some vague notion that it’s fascinating to learn about records loved to, cried with, or simply … Continue reading Now Taking Votes for your Album of 2016.
This week I slithered out from the cocoon of my Twitter timeline to wiggle toes in the calming pool known colloquially as the Real World. I didn’t like it, and rapidly slithered back whence I’d came. After all, my Twitter timeline is a safe place, its denizens being exclusively anti-Trump and anti-Brexit, its late nights … Continue reading Cookie Monster: The Poster Boy for Trump and All Other Kinds of Shit.
A few days before Christmas, and a café in Lockerbie. I’ve missed my train, a few hours to kill before the next one, and with the rain falling in sheets I need somewhere to hide; this will do for now. I order a coffee and fire up the laptop, halfway amused that Wi-Fi has made … Continue reading A Short Christmas Tale, and Freiheit’s ‘Keeping The Dream Alive’
I’ve read a great deal about this album. Reviews, opinion pieces, many lukewarm, others drifting away from the complementary altogether. Common inferences that as a proposition, the band have always been a little bit too clever for their own good. Too arthouse; too busy with unconventional time signatures and stalactite posturing to truly resonate with … Continue reading LGM’s Favourite Albums of 2015, #1 – ‘O Shudder’ by Dutch Uncles
Right; it’s been a busy year – best crack on. Awash with Album of the Year write-ups we may be (they start in mid-October, nuzzling up against the time zone when idiots start putting up the Christmas decorations), but when you scribble about music it kind of comes with the territory. Mandatory behaviour; look sharp, … Continue reading LGM’s Favourite Albums of 2015, #10 – #2
It’s album of the year time. HOORAY! Or BOO! (flavour to taste). Having canvassed your opinion on discs that you lot are rather partial to, well over a hundred were nominated; the point being (I think) that amongst some rather obvious titles, there’s a wash of fascinating LPs that are very much worth exploring. So: … Continue reading Twitter’s Favourite Albums of 2015, The Results
Every year – for reasons long since forgotten – I solicit your votes for album of the year. A kind of companion piece to my own overlong diatribe on the subject (that I’ll be revealing mid-December, just as long as you promise not to get too sick of bloody lists). Last year’s results produced a … Continue reading You. Yes, YOU! Now taking votes for your album of 2015
Something’s coming over me. I’m so dizzy I can’t see… Previously on LGM, and a trawl through the innards of great pop. Lithe. Ebullient. Thrilling – I think that’s the key; if we’re to receive but a brief moment on this planet, it’s best to celebrate it. My heart is beating faster now, as the … Continue reading Dentist Drill Prokoviev: Celebrating the Glory of ‘Rush Hour’ by Jane Wiedlin
The greatest ever pop song. It’s something I’m asked about all the time; on the street, down the pub, when glancing into the mirror and some grey-faced loser with bloodshot eyes starts staring back. Yeah, especially the latter – that happens all the time. “Excuse me, young squire,” they say. “But I’ve been wondering for … Continue reading In Search of the Greatest Ever Pop Song
Certain acts are a breeze to write about. Sitting down with pen and a headful of thought is to see the words appear on page almost before they’re written, the fluid patterns intuitive, such understanding of back catalogue sharp, embedded with clarity. Other artists, and it’s more of a challenge. Too many intangibles. Too much … Continue reading Hidden In Plain Sight: Thoughts on ‘The Sensual World’ by Kate Bush
If David Cameron’s “piggy in the middle” moment confirms anything – besides the rather obvious point that rich posh boys don’t make for very nice human beings – it’s that social media is at its worst when big news flops onto the doormat. There was once a time when comedy required wit and verve. Timing, … Continue reading Since when has Hunter S Thompson started scripting modern British politics?
We live in strange times. Britain, and an old-school socialist – one resembling a college lecturer fired for inappropriate behaviour, and thus left to spend his days down the local Wetherspoons – has somehow become leader of the Labour Party. In the US, the world’s most vulgar man is still a serious candidate for the … Continue reading There is a Place in Hull for Me and My Friends: Morrissey, Hull Arena, 18 September.
Confession: I have a Spotify account. That’s the same Spotify who, when not ransacking my hard drive for credit card details or photos of sailors in the buff, deign to stream music, directly into my ears. I am not happy about having a Spotify account. Call it one of life’s necessary little evils; as someone … Continue reading Spotify; A Tale of Dodgy Algorithms and Random Noise
So… your favourite band turns up. It’s been sixteen, seventeen years since that last live experience (maths dictates that you’ve seen them sixteen, seventeen times, but not for many a year. Prolapse split at the turn of the millennium. They went off to do grown up things – like the rest of us). And because … Continue reading Review: Mogwai/Loop/Prolapse/Pye Corner Audio, Glasgow Barrowlands, 20 June
From a haze of early-nineties ennui. Hair grown long, getting stoned to Ommadawn by Mike Oldfield with a girl who should have known better. Snakebite and black: £1 a pint in the biker bar (although they’ll throw you out should you be wearing your dog collar; the studded one, complete with lead), and the playlist, … Continue reading Experiments whilst listening to the The Mission back catalogue.