“We’re All Foxtons Now” – LGM’s Election Post-Mortem

Friday, and it was around 8am, waiting for the Ed Balls career change blues to start playing, when I remembered that last sleeping sometime around Tuesday wasn’t going to ward off hallucinations. Beyond the shakes, the nineteen cups of coffee I’d consumed over the last few hours were having negligible effect, and when the clan … Continue reading “We’re All Foxtons Now” – LGM’s Election Post-Mortem

Politics or Rock ‘n’ Roll? (or: Why I’ll Be Voting SNP at the Election)

This is a music blog – which you may have noticed – and as such, other subjects (politics especially) sit uneasy in the narrative. So call this piece a one-off. An experiment; should the forthcoming UK General Election not be your cup of tea or goblet of hemlock, I’ll be returning to overlong screeds on … Continue reading Politics or Rock ‘n’ Roll? (or: Why I’ll Be Voting SNP at the Election)

Music Hack for Hire. Because Writing About Music Is Akin To Dancing About Architecture

“I could keep whoring my heart out, I still don’t think that you’d hear me,” sings King Creosote in ‘Marguerita Red’. A ballad so tender and pure you’d be forgiven for letting slip the odd tear or two, late at night, should the mood take you. Except that it’s not “keep whoring” that he sings, … Continue reading Music Hack for Hire. Because Writing About Music Is Akin To Dancing About Architecture

Why Records Matter: The Unencumbered Joy of the Unexpected Discovery

So, you’re trawling through this site or that, casually clicking links in search of song (or tits, or pictures of kittens). And because the internet has democratised music distribution, there’s a hell of lot of song out there, blowing about like so much sonic confetti. In theory it’s wonderful, having at your fingertips this wealth … Continue reading Why Records Matter: The Unencumbered Joy of the Unexpected Discovery

Adventures in Vocal Mess – LGM Interviews Mick Derrick from Prolapse

Ah, Prolapse. Should you have bumped into me down the pub, anytime over the last twenty years, there’s a good chance I’ll have manoeuvred you into a corner, then ranted at length on how this Leicester sextet are quite possibly the greatest band that ever was. Followed up with “and why the hell aren’t you … Continue reading Adventures in Vocal Mess – LGM Interviews Mick Derrick from Prolapse

Thoughts on Youth, Scene, Nostalgia, and ‘Pop Said…’ by The Darling Buds

Nostalgia. It’s a messy business. The type to get stuck in one’s throat. It wraps itself up in your mother’s net curtains, then proceeds to perform that saucy silhouette dance from Tales of the Unexpected – except that it’s naff, and you’re only impressed because you’ve been at the cooking sherry again. And then there’s … Continue reading Thoughts on Youth, Scene, Nostalgia, and ‘Pop Said…’ by The Darling Buds

The Day I Tried Really, Really Hard To Appreciate ‘Definitely Maybe’

Cards on the table; I’m not one of life’s Oasis fans. In the past I’ve called the Gallaghers a “fifth-rate Rutles tribute act” – in print, should you wish to check the files – and it’s an not opinion I’m inclined to revise. That said, writing mean, dismissive things about band aesthetic (as well as … Continue reading The Day I Tried Really, Really Hard To Appreciate ‘Definitely Maybe’

A Meditation Upon The Futility of Life, and Luke Haines’ ‘Raving’

So Luke Haines – man, musician, author, artist, goatherd, lower league journeyman footballer – did do a record. And not just any record; no simpering up to The Man with “Please let me do a record” plastered across his chops. No; this most modern day Peter Ustinov locked himself away in his Luke Haines room, … Continue reading A Meditation Upon The Futility of Life, and Luke Haines’ ‘Raving’

And Why Do I Own This? A Journey Through The Rarely-Played Recesses of a Record Collection

I’ve never had a record cull. I’ve lost albums, for sure – discs spirited away when the grim reaper calls time on a relationship, the final show of togetherness one of divvying up a joint collection optimistically presumed to be permanent – but items of importance would have been rapidly replaced, the remainder of which … Continue reading And Why Do I Own This? A Journey Through The Rarely-Played Recesses of a Record Collection

Review: Stewart Lee, Glasgow, 19 March (written vaguely in the style of Stewart Lee)

The clever man came to town, a sack full of satirical allegory slung across his stooped shoulders. And once his sermon had been delivered, he ensured that the assembled delegates were spat out into the night at exactly the same moment as something called “Premier League Darts” finished in the adjacent venue… There’s not a … Continue reading Review: Stewart Lee, Glasgow, 19 March (written vaguely in the style of Stewart Lee)