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Track: Polychrome – Final Kiss

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Track: Night Flowers – Cruel Wind

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Live Review: Tess Parks + Anton Newcombe @ Oslo, London 18.07.15

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When I left work on Friday evening I was booze-bound, off to meet my Best Man and friends from home via a quick trip to the Tattershall Castle to drink onboard ship in the sunshine. The opening bars of this song are the ones that I wish I had been hearing as I began my …

You can’t fault the timing of Kodaline’s record company. RCA presumably have a bank of eggheads working in a basement somewhere under their New York Headquarters running complex predictive algorithms to check the likely content of the British summer.  They could have just asked someone. The streets of London are full to the fucking brim …

Late evening sun on Portland stone against a background of only sky blue.  Who knew this would ever come to London again ? But it did, and seeing that sight always makes my heart lift and wish to be outdoors drinking in the fresh air, a cold beer and laughing in arms-touching proximity to friends. …

You know how it goes: you’re listening to the Gideon Coe Show on 6Music (I have GOT to get some new sources) and The Handsome Family come on.  You’re stopped in your tracks, never having thought to hear this amazing duo on the wireless. But there they are. A new album, they say ? You …

Mornington Crescent. That’s basically Camden. A part of London that I haven’t generally had much time for in the 14 years I’ve lived in town. When I have been there I have admittedly generally had a good time but I fucking hate the market. And I have a painful memory of trying to see Rufus …

Both me and my brother went through a period of waiting furtively for the postman to deliver these plain brown packages, which we ripped open and almost tore the plastic covering off to get to the good stuff inside. And no, it wasn’t what you’re thinking. These were singles from a small Bristol based record company, …

Everything was always about the start, as far as my P.E. teacher was concerned at secondary school. I forget his real name, but like all P.E. teachers, and probably most teachers in general he had a nickname; Fade. This was because (and remember this was the 80’s by the way) if we dared to forget …