I was fifty-five in December, my much better half says we are middle aged. We aren’t, I’m not making one hundred and ten. These reviews I mainly do indie music, that’s what I liked when I got into music it’s not going to change now. If I do make one hundred and ten, humour me, I’m hoping I am still sticking on The Fall and appreciating Mark E Smith’s snarl.   The surprise is I do not listen to new music, I know Taylor Swift is huge, my daughter played me Shake it Off, I get w

I am sat on the couch, and the better half is across from me, headphones are on and she is talking to me. She gets annoyed but she gets much more annoyed when she comes in the house and I have my music coming through the speakers as she said recently, “where did you get your terrible taste in music from?”   Anyway, headphones are off and she asks me who is it this time and I tell her it’s my first time reviewing a Swedish band,  “is it ABBA, as it’s about time you did somethi

A thirty-year career that may still be going if it wasn’t for the fact that sadly after twenty-seven years Thurston Moore and Kim Gordon announced they were to divorce. As a man who has been through a divorce, I can fully understand this, there’s a reason people get divorced, they don’t get on and don’t want to be together, how the hell could these people have continued making music.   They left behind fifteen studio albums and became a named band without deviating from their