I was doing A level sociology.

You can tell:

I got this lot for £5 from the tax dodgers on CD, and vey good it is, too. I liked vinyl for the covers and the useful foot-square ‘work surface’ (muscle memory twitches despite probably not done that since mid […]

One thing is sure about success; you gotta put the work in, tour America, and give up on “cool”. The “cool” is a performance, but the mass market of people who work, have to get up in the morning, like to be […]

shared a bifter with him at Knebworth in september 1978, if i recall correctly.

The hip older brothers/ sisters of music before the Internet shaped me greatly. Bowie and Brian ferry, Eno, Zappa, – they curated popular and high culture, and opened me up to things you didnt get easily […]

You really can’t go wrong with him, provided you have his sensibility. This is a good one:

Good review. Heard him at various festivals in the 70s and 80s.

Your review reminds me of another thing I hate about gigs, as well as the ‘lets have a chat’ gig goer, the ‘lets get pissed in a theatre’, and […]

Watching the children dancing, and MJ’s dancing himself, as an asexual chap, he certainly seemed to be pretty groin-oriented with plenty of pelvic thrusts and crotch-grabbing. Sexualising children is part of […]

I think you are right, sir. I am roundly thrashed and will shut up now.

If I only listened to music by music by morally virtuous artists, I would have a very small record collection.

ooh, ooh, “The Story of i”, please sir.

I always thought Moraz was the best yes keyboard player. Sorry to offend all the Geoff Downes fans, out there.

Exactly. The focus is now on tracks not albums. Sometimes one of these songs is on a soundtrack, and it captures the imagination. I like singles, but I also like albums and books. the latter have a sustained […]

Ah yes, “a poet”. What idiot told Marc Bolan that? To me, the whimsy and word salad sounds like the worst of the 60s trying to keep up with the emerging 1970s. As i said, the singles in 72/73 stand up as good […]

[An unpopular view follows:]

Tyrannosaurus Rex were awful and needed a haircut, a wash, and to just fucking grow up. The hippy stuff was embarrassing when I was a hippy. He couldn’t sing. T. Rex had a run […]

Would not be surprised if Wincarnis and Disprin are involved, as such things can nack the heart.

I find this topic of endless interest. Charity shops are full of robbie williams CDs, but he still plays enormodomes. Did he invest well?

I suspect that one can anticipate the dross a tad: landfill indie, […]

I was playing Pink Floyd instruments and Tangerine Dream at 45 rpm in the 70s, so inadvertently invented Acid House.