While the 'dance floor as utopia' discourse isn't anything new, I do think the most recent strain has a lot of post-Covid anxieties tied into it.
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While the 'dance floor as utopia' discourse isn't anything new, I do think the most recent strain has a lot of post-Covid anxieties tied into it.
Some days only one song is needed to turn a hangover into a triumph.
Possibly the '90s most '90s man. Those leggings! Sheesh!
Say what you like. Those guys blew the doors off their hinges when they opened at Donington in '92. What a great day for Rock that was.
A gloriously silly piece from The Maestro, who appears to have some very odd ideas about cannibals. Such as their being immortal and owning flying horses.
"A shocking glimpse into a netherworld of perversity... and a thrilling one too!" The Mail on Sunday
Came here to say this. 'Happening All Over Again' is such a ripper.
Bjorn Skifs.
Brett Anderson and David Gedge might be the same person.
You don't want olives when you're hungover. Trust me.
I'm compiling a list of the worst, most outraged takes I've found on Substack - mostly written by people whose author photos see them with their hands raised to their brows and their eyes focussing somewhere faraway - and it's already longer than the original novel.
Thanks for that. Some of us are still cringing.
These are fascinating. Thank you.
Is it for David Conway's 'Metal Sushi'? I've not seen it before.
It would be heartbreaking if he wasn't so fucking terrifying!
R.I.P. Tom Noonan. One of the all time great 'vibe' actors, the kind who instantly make films better whenever they turn up, and responsible for what might be the best horror villain performance of the 1980s.
"I deserve your AWE..."
"Well the Cadillac/pulled out of the graveyard/drove up to me and said get in (get in)/then the Cadillac pulled back in to the graveyard/and I got out again"
I have a Saint Bernard called Toby that wanders my house with a small barrel of brandy around his neck: "Oh very well Toby, if you insist..."
My dad's Ford Probe once had an M People album trapped in the cd player and it was three months before we could get it unstuck.
I'll probably give 'Wuthering Heights' a miss, to be honest. There's no way that some posho's expensive film is going to be as good as this...
Caroline Munro is "quite lovely" says Boris Kneed in The Telegraph, "but Williamson is wasted and the film's a snooze..."
"Prickly.... but unputdownable" says Tom Heyer in The Observer.
The Daily Telegraph says: 'Just Jack's Luck' is "the novel the permissive generation have been waiting for." "If you had your mind blown by Reinhardt's DICE MAN then it's time to join a new game" (Angus Wilson, The Spectator)
I can't speak for all of Latin America, but in Mexico Daddies Sauce is highly prized. They have some very sophisticated ideas about the sweet/savoury crossover in Mexico and both would both fit right in. I've heard Worcestershire sauce called 'Salsa Ingles' as well.
It took a bit of getting used to but I love it now. I use it all the time. The separate app for artists needs some work mind...
All about 'The Bells'. Coruscating record. Like being buried alive in lava.
Precisely. Also 'conspiracy' is a pretty broad church. Saying you don't believe in conspiracies is basically saying that you think politicians abide by an honourable code of conduct, which is plainly bullshit. They're hopelessly compromised liars who will do anything to retain their social position.
"Ooo, it's all connected! Spoooky!" Well I'm sorry, but it fucking is, isn't it?
Did DRN crawl so Extreme could jog, I ask?
That does make some kind of sense actually.