In 1992 Kate Rusby was, you fondly imagine, a nervy teenager who couldn't have dreamed of the outstanding career that lay ahead. The notion of a gentle young singer from Yorkshire with a mostly traditional repertoire lighting up a largely moribund Br...
Doll Creature is Max Eastley and David Toop's first recording since 1994's Buried Dreams and only their third since 1975's New and Rediscovered Musical Instruments. Both are criminally long out of print. Buried Dreams in particular was a brilliantly ...
Whereas 1984's Purple Rain had seen Prince merge the on-screen and on-record perfectly, remaining a classic to this day, Parade can't quite claim to be as essential. Again a soundtrack to one of the Purple One's excursions into cinema, it supports th...
Let me get this off my chest first of all, Tim Westwood is a twat.
Tim Westwood, or just Westwood, was BBC's "main man" for the world of hip-hop and reggae in the early 2000s; it wouldn't be until 2002 that they would properly embrace this side of mu...
New Zealand's Flight of the Conchords are seriously funny – Grammy nominated and single-handedly (can a duo be single handed?) keeping the Christmas stocking filler market afloat, they've been well and truly welcomed to the collective bosom of the co...
This track has long been the stand-out track that exemplifies Manu Chao for me -- I've been loving this song ever since it came out a long time ago.