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Festival News: Pssst, Wanna Be A Rock Star? – Applications Now Open For Grass Roots Artists To Play Tramlines Festival

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Track: Sergeant BuzFuz – Theresa McKee, plus new album news

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Live Review: Matt Berry and The Maypoles / Xylaroo – The Foundry, 26.10.2016

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Imagine this. Born in dour post war Sheffield, you join one of pop histories most experimental bands while still in your early 20s. After almost ten years of making records that are one hand appealing and the other wildly experimental, you leave not only the band but the country, and go on to be highly …

We’ve already talked about the Screaming Maldini album, here. If you don’t want to read it (go on, it’s really good) then the important facts are these – 1. It is this sort of ‘prog-pop’ that although is essentially brilliant pop, is skewed with weird time-signatures,  adventurous instrumentation and soaked in, well ambition 2. Despite …

Sheffield six-piece Screaming Maldini release album, an incredibly catchy prog-pop collection of songs, cue Jim F fauning almost uncontrollably I’ve been waiting for this. If there were ever a band bringing a dash of colour to the rather pastel shades that pop is painted in at the moment, its Screaming Maldini. The Sheffield six piece’s …

When I was younger, in those halcyon days shortly after punk, there was a certain word that stuck fear into our very beings, that was only whispered  in hushed huddles around the back of the Science block. We feared that, at the very mention of it we would be ostracised by our peers and left …

There’s so much music going on, pretty much everywhere, its often difficult to try and keep track of everything. And I like, and we cover, so many different sorts of stuff, its virtually impossible. On my desk there’s notebooks and bits of paper everywhere, with bands, music, DJ’s, labels, artists, exhibitions, records,  places and just …

How many times do you see people get the most terrible leaving presents. At a place I once worked, one of my (male) colleagues left to work nearer his home, and they bought him some tableware. This was a bloke who was well into six feet tall, lived in Barnsley and played bass in a …

A lot of sports teams celebrate their greatest ever player by retiring their number. Pittsburgh Steelers retired the number 70 shirt in honour of Ernie Stautner, the Green Bay Packers did the same for  Paul Hornung’s number 5  shirt,  Shaquille O’Neal‘s #34 shirt hasn’t been used again at the Lakers, and Paulo Maldini‘s number 3 shirt will retire with …

I love getting something for free. Especially when its good. At various points in everyone’s life you get those occasions when luck smiles on you and something comes your way. It’s even better when it’s not expected. Like the time a friend of mine gave me a box of (with one or two exceptions) great …

When I was fairly young, about 18 I think it was (actually I don’t think, I know because I can remember it so well) my college mate and I went over to Manchester one cold December night. It was, at that time, the biggest gig I think I’d ever been to. Manchester G-Mex had sold …

Picture the scene, the Mafia family boxing day celebrations and the brethren gathered from the four corners of the earth (well, Sheffield and London). Various offspring running riot, off their heads on chocolate. All adult males asleep in armchairs with jauntily angled paper hats on. And me, fearlessly tackling my second bottle of red. It’s …