In 1992 Kate Rusby was, you fondly imagine, a nervy teenager who couldn't have dreamed of the outstanding career that lay ahead. The notion of a gentle young singer from Yorkshire with a mostly traditional repertoire lighting up a largely moribund Br...
Let me get this off my chest first of all, Tim Westwood is a twat.
Tim Westwood, or just Westwood, was BBC's "main man" for the world of hip-hop and reggae in the early 2000s; it wouldn't be until 2002 that they would properly embrace this side of mu...
This latest collection commemorates the 50th anniversary of the day that Charles Hardin Holley (sic) climbed aboard his last plane ride. Who, you wonder, really needs to hear the story one more time: of how the geeky boy from Lubbock Texas heard Elvi...
An iconic anti war novel with some weird time travel bits ensconced within it. Sometimes, especially in the first half, I found the novel tedious in some parts but it soon opens up. The author alludes openly to war and philosophy even from the aliens...
Revealing a finely attuned sense of proportion and balance, the six pieces which make up the album never fall short of their initial promise.
There's also several surprisingly dramatic moments such as on the eight minute Telescope, in which cascadin...
Released just four months after Today! in July 1965, The Beach Boys' ninth album was at first deemed by some to be a regression. Its predecessor had, on its second side, revealed the now studio-locked, pot-guzzling Brian Wilson's knack for melancholy...