Who said the words that have stuck in your head throughout your life ? I was 8, I think, when a school inspector crept up to my desk, accompanied by a self-important teacher, and stared at my drawing of a puffin. I had practiced my puffins and I could draw them from memory, no problem.… Continue reading Who said what …
I’ve never considered that I might have an addictive nature. I don’t do drugs. I drink in moderation and even my sweet tooth can be tamed. But the hardest Jones I am finding to kick, since the damn thing was developed, is the need to check 24 hour news. I’m a current affairs junky and… Continue reading Aargh, leave me alone !!
In November 1974 I was wrapping up my pencils at Edge Hill College in Ormskirk and thinking about heading home from the autumn term. Licking my fingers and flicking through my copy of the NME I was beside myself with excitement when I saw that Little Feat were coming to Manchester in January. Little Feat… Continue reading Who are we seeing again ?
Some years ago I was whiling away the time with one of my favourite indulgences, scanning the Internet Archive live music lists for artists I’d never heard of and just dipping in. Actually, it is still one of my favourite ways of finding new music. No algorithm is going to tell me what I’d like.… Continue reading Alejandro Escovedo – true gent
Now here's an album that serves up an adventure. At times dark and complex and at others trippy and spaced. A feast of dark chocolate coated turkish delight. A box of surprises. The first track begins at a frenetic pace, rattling in challenging your attention, and then comes in the vocal. A voice of purity… Continue reading We need to talk about Gaye.
As the UK and the US split themselves down the middle and bleeding-heart liberal snowflakes like me contemplate our belly button fluff in the cosy confines of our cultural snobbery, there’s nothing quite like doing it to the sound of great music from around the World. Recent weeks have seen The Monkey groove to sounds… Continue reading Contemplating belly button fluff to the groove.
Note: for some reason the videos embedded in this post sometimes disappear. If you are reading a version without the videos I encourage you to seek out the "Land of Gold" narrative and title track via your favourite search engine. It will enhance your experience. Thanks. I first fell in love with Anoushkar Shankar and… Continue reading Gig Review: Anoushka Shankar, Symphony Hall, Birmingham
Every once in a while you can attend an event where the venue is as much a part of the experience as the event itself. Such was the case on Friday when I trekked down to London Town to The Troxy to catch Junun in concert. Having never been here before I was looking forward… Continue reading Gig Review: Junun,The Troxy London
It's not possible to like all types of music. Personally, rap is misspelt and I'm not particularly a fan of folk music - fingers in ears and black dogs and stuff. But, to blanket ban some of these forms in ones listening is to narrow down your options of coming across a derivative that may… Continue reading The absorbing amalgam of Ana A
One of the legacies of my enjoyment of the Rohail Hyatt years at Coke Studio is that I found that I enjoyed, amongst the range of fusions on offer, the Qawwali style of music and singing. So I’m pretty chuffed with myself when I now recognise it unprompted. Qawwali, Bollywood, brass and electric beats meld… Continue reading Working it’s Mehrangarh magic