Speaking of girl power, here’s a Lady Gaga review I wrote in 2009, during yet another of my myriad attempts at being a music writer. Enjoy!
The wonderful tale of Alison Moyet and the Resurrection of my Love For Music.
Half way through the week: it’s time to arm ourselves with knives*, guns** and girl power. *given that this is 2021 where everything is Serious Business can I just add that I DON’T MEAN THIS LITERALLY ** or this
Is that the bounciest, jauntiest flute solo you’ve ever heard in a Manics song? I think it is!
It’s Monday morning, and we need a little time to wake up.
We have finally made it to the one gig of my life for which I have the least to say.
All the songs of my life, #7 and #8: “The Ship Song” and “The Mercy Seat” by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
The story of my meandering yet mighty life-long love for Nick Cave begins here, sometime around my 15th birthday.
That greatest of things – a Manic Street Preachers gig in December – and even better, one in which they were going to play, for the first time ever, their complete back catalogue of singles.
My one and only Hurts gig, so far. Did it feel better than love?
Dancing the night away with the Pet Shop Boys in the shiny new O2 Arena.