Writing – Page 5

Don’t be this embittered ex-rock star.

5 December, 20136 May, 2017 Writing 0

There’s a lotta David Lowerys out there.

A questionable timeline of the evolution of Western dance music.

21 October, 20137 January, 2017 Dance, Writing 0

Thomson Package Holidays have a blog in which they attempted to tell people about music. Despite having perpetuated the stuff myself, I find myself

A review of the DSM-5 as a dystopian novel.

20 October, 20137 January, 2017 Writing 0

Nothing to do with music, but this review of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition pushed my Ballard buttons. “If

Five years of The Quietus.

11 September, 20136 May, 2017 Writing 0

John Doran of The Quietus reminsces about five years of running the site. “I drank so much coffee I felt like I could control

Talk to your children about their shitty taste in music.

8 September, 201320 March, 2017 Writing 6

The whiny emo brat subculture seems to have gotten into Nirvana big time. I cured the older teen of playing In Utero all day

The failed rock star in contemporary fiction.

9 September, 20127 May, 2017 Writing 1

Jay Ruttenberg in the New York Times laments his own career as a rock critic, and discusses current trends in literary depictions of musicians.

Pump up the zining. Old-skool.

9 August, 201110 May, 2017 Writing 3

As I have detailed in the past, I want a paper fanzine again, filled from cover to shining cover with good writing about music

And the pay is terrible.

29 July, 201110 May, 2017 Writing 0

What It’s Like To Interview A Celebrity, from Lovelyish.

Rock critic survives to 92.

6 July, 201110 May, 2017 Writing 0

Cleveland rock critic Jane Young died on Monday after 38 years at the job, from 1964 until 2002. Yeah, guess I have to keep

Fighting aggressive ahistoricality.

5 July, 201110 May, 2017 Writing 0

It’s always heartwarming when someone gets really pissed off and channels it into documenting something that sorely needs it. Kirrily Robert is about to

The past: delete, not notable.

15 June, 201110 May, 2017 Writing 5

Last week I took The Wolfgang Press in Wikipedia from two paragraphs to a proper article. Yesterday it was on the front page Did

Pink Floyd sell actual bottom of barrel with scrapings.

14 May, 201110 May, 2017 Record, Writing 0

TIME, Dark side of the moan, Wednesday (N! News) — Both remaining members of Pink Floyd have announced the launch of the “Why Pink

Even in the futurepop, nothing works.

20 February, 20113 May, 2017 Industrial, Opinion, Record, Writing 0

In the early 1990s, I tried very hard to become a serious Anthony Burgess fan. A Clockwork Orange is absolutely first-class and probably my favourite novel of all time.

However, all his other novels suck. All of them.

* Delete, non-notable terrorist. May recreate if terrorism successful.

28 November, 201015 November, 2016 Writing 0

You know how no-one you know cares about your shitty band? No-one on Wikipedia cares either.

Pop psychology.

9 October, 2010 Writing 0

May I commend to you this fine blog, by London media casualty Jamie Willcocks. The four-word single reviews are particularly brilliant.

Telegrams from the record library.

11 September, 201015 November, 2016 Writing 0

The Fall: 1-3 foundation; 4-7 elevation; 8-12 Brix-ification; 13-16 rhythmnation; 17-21,24-26,28 recapitulation; 22-23,27 late revelations.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas.

13 December, 2009 Writing 0

Spotted by Redcountess, Martin Newell’s 1992 rock’n’roll Christmas lyrics. I particularly liked “Hip King Wenceslas.”

20 years on, woman finally deciphers meaning of mix tape.

10 October, 200929 April, 2017 Writing 2

From NewsBiscuit: “Two decades after being given a C60 cassette of specially selected songs, Rachel Hannigan, a 38-year-old consultant from Knutsford, finally realised the

Dancing about architecture! What is it good for?

25 April, 200920 May, 2017 Opinion, Writing 0

Back in my day, we had to search the dial for radio that didn’t suck and search the city for the one record shop that didn’t suck. And pay money for music! On pieces of plastic!