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G Frsh is sitting in his recording studio, where he logs nine-to-five days every week like he's a working stiff. He looks low key, no fashion logos or excessive jewellery, just a grey T-shirt, and tracksuit bottoms. The rapper who is now 28, is smart, funny and very smiley. He is the boy from South London who is twisting rap into his own image thereby offering a lifeline to kids, showing hard work pays off.
With perhaps the rarest and most beautiful of voices in the world of music, Carleen Anderson's ability to enchant remains undiminished. Jason Holmes met up with her to get to the root of things
I love you and I am not afraid to say it. I have no such inhibitions here. I think you understand all too well that there comes a time where one has to let go and give in to the flow of ones own soul heart mind vibration. The album is called Inhibition but you left that all behind when your sword songs cut through the bullshit and vomited up the truth and oh what a gorgeous spew it is. This kind of Elec-tri-ci-ty is made from sex, intoxication
It's always a pleasure catching up with my old pal Steve Diggle. I love going to meet Steve because the beautiful thing about him is every moment with him is a laugh. You have no idea what he is going to come out with next. He is the only man who could sell poetry to the poets and oil back to the arabs, for double the price. I wanted to interview Steve on his most Rock n Roll night out but Steve being Steve there was never going to be just one and we were always going to end up going off topic.
I have seen some big gigs recently, by some of the greatest rock stars of our time, But I have never seen anything quite like a crowd at The Kentish Town Forum, I arrived at Kentish Town around 18:30 and made my way to the Forum to see how big the queue was. Even with two hours to go until the doors opened, the queue was already half a mile down Highgate Road.
The Cult's Choice of Weapon, their first album since 2007, is a tour de force, with opening cymbals on the first track Honey From A Knife, followed by the heavy dabbing guitar of maestro Billy Duffy. The setting is primed for an exploration in attitude, anger and belief. Coupled with baritone vocals of Ian Astbury, it's pure rock and roll, a musical pandemonium that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Similar to a heavyweight boxer fighting for a title, the album as a whole is merciless, skilful, strong and daring. Moreover like a boxing match, there is a break to catch your breath, then the harmonious mayhem begins, as each track takes us into the wonderful sound of The Cult.
As I step off the train in a semi-rural picturesque northern town on the outskirts of Manchester, my mood is heightened as the sound of Motown, (a frequent fixture on my MP3 Player), is making me feel vibrant and inspired. I love the honesty, the soul and well crafted songs of this iconic label, and since my discovery of the sound of young America as a teenager, it is a label
The Stone Roses announce a big gig in a place no one's heard of, which makes it even more intriguing. Especially as 6 months previously they were playing tiny clubs in Reading and Walsall. Now I'm obsessed with the band. They were the most exciting band since The Jam. The Smiths were great, but The Roses spoke my language and looked sharp, cool. Morrissey is a lyrical genius but I like getting up in the morning, not lying about all fucking day waiting to die or get run over. Know what I mean
The Buzzcocks played their reunion gig to a packed out Brixton Academy on Saturday night. The two and a half hour set featuring Pete Shelley, Steve Diggle, Chris Remington, Danny Farrant, Steve Garvey, John Maher and Howard Devoto. The audience, although mixed, was predominately very, very bloke-heavy
I was really sad to hear that Robin Gibb had died after his long battle with Cancer. The Bee Gees are one of my favourite bands of all time. The Bee Gees really are a band who have managed to last the test of time, and I always admire those types of bands.
Leaving the theatre I heard two or three fans remarking that the 71 year old Queen of Folk can still sing.
I can't tell whether it was the last night of a 21 date tour, or the natural ageing process which had introduced some new huskiness into that purest of pure voice.
It is late January 1964 and the kids from Bayonne, New Jersey are excited as they travel to Central Park Zoo in New York City on the yellow school bus. The vehicle is filled with the laughter of children, as they swap baseball cards, display the contents of their Rocky and Bullwinkle, Bugs Bunny lunch boxes. A few of the kids start to sing the theme tune to Rawhide. A dark haired kid occasionally joins in with a smile, as he picks up his comic book and he wishes he could be bitten by a radioactive spider, or get caught in a nuclear explosion and become a superhero.
- Clem Burke
- New Jersey
- The Beatles
- Debbie Harry (Lead Singer and Songwriter)
- Chris Stein
- Debbie Harry Vocals
- Chris Stein Guitar
- Gary Valentine Bass
- Jimmy Destri Keyboards
- Clem Burke Drums Nigel Harrison
- The Mercury Lounge in Manhattan
- Hugh Cromwell
- Patti Smith
- Joan Jett
- Club 21
- New York
- New wave
If you don't know The Black Ryder, you are missing out on some of the best music to showcase in the last few years. The magic of The Black Ryder composes desert dreams, rolling ocean tides, and transcendent moments of awakenings. As co-founder Scott Von Ryper once said,