Now known more for his fearsome reputation as a curmudgeonly r&b shouter in a hat, at one point in the dim and distant past, Van Morrison was, well... a happy curmudgeon. In the early '70s his magnificent voice and mystic vision were wedded to an idy...
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 ...
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...
Revealing a finely attuned sense of proportion and balance, the six pieces which make up the album never fall short of their initial promise.
There's also several surprisingly dramatic moments such as on the eight minute Telescope, in which cascadin...
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...
It's long been my conviction that writing about music is one of the most widespread follies of modern times.
Each month, hundreds of thousands of words about music are written by people wearing converse trainers. What does it mean? Why bother descri...