I’m tired, I’m confused, I’m dirty and I’m hungry, and five yards away my girlfriend is trying to sleep… Guess I better review these demos, then.
I’m tired, I’m confused, I’m dirty and I’m hungry, and five yards away my girlfriend is trying to sleep… Guess I better review these demos, then.
What can be said about the Doors’ back story that hasn’t already been covered? The truth, for a start.
There could hardly be a more apt sounding death knell for lo-fi indie garage than Nathan Williams’ infantile pop farts. Both the genre and Wavves itself have been due a backlash for some time now.
In another universe, parallel to ours but not too distant, Mathangi ‘Maya’ Arulpragasam is the pivotal character in Pulp’s ‘Common People’.
Everyone seems to hear something different in the kind of piercing racket that only the pairing of a former hardcore guitarist and an ex-girl group singer could produce


Growing up in the 1970s, you cannot forget that gut feeling of hearing The Sex Pistols for the first time. On seeing this DVD, my guts turned for very different reasons. It’s a sad world when John Lydon turns to a crowd and says “I’m your friend, don’t be shy,” and means it. Thirty years ago we’d have spat at him in reverence. Now people just wave their iPhone. Although this is a really piss poor cash-in, you can’t help but love Steve Jones’ guitar work. Only a dozen songs in 30 years but what gems. Chuck Berry must be mad as hell. The thievery is heavily disguised as subversion, but you still feel the cosh on the back of your head and the vague feeling of hearing someone say, “Ever get the feeling you’ve been cheated?”
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