For Gary Deep

We are gathered in a room lined with arches of red brick. Beams of light pattern the floor – blue, red, green. Music floods the air, our ears, our hearts.

But we are not in Wire. We are not dancing. Read more...

Goodbye, Mint Club

I need to stop going to gigs on acid.

Well, I don’t, because it’s brilliant, but I probably should when I intend to review them objectively because it makes everything sound so completely different. Tunes sound four dimensional. Mixing on … Read more...

Flamingos Cafe

Alongside pineapples and Salvador Dali, the flamingo is one of nature’s greatest achievements when it comes to expressing flamboyance and ridiculousness.

That combination of elegant head and ludicrous beak; the penchant for standing on one leg; their insistence on eating … Read more...