Of all the celebrity deaths in 2016 that might have provoked me to write a few words, it feels somehow incongruous that it should be Rick Parfitt from Status Quo.
27 Dec 2016
7 Sep 2016
For a long time, I’ve been intrigued by the phenomenon whereby a certain kind of music fan (myself included) professes disdain for the mainstream, and doesn’t want to be seen to like anything too popular.
29 Aug 2016
Somehow, the penny has never dropped for me with The Boss. Plenty of people whose musical taste I respect rave about what a genius he is, so I feel like I should like him too. I’ve tried to like him, but for some reason, things have never quite clicked, and it feels like somehow I’m failing in my duties as a middle-aged music fan.
23 Sep 2015
In the last year or so, I've started getting into running, and while I definitely wouldn't call myself a proper runner, I'm improving.
28 Apr 2015
I’ve always been suspicious of people who can afford to be bohemian. In light of the recent spat between Chris Bryant and James Blunt about people in the arts from privileged backgrounds, I was reminded of this suspicion.
8 Apr 2015
I’ve never understood why people think Marvin Gaye’s What’s Going On is a masterpiece. It’s reached the sacred cow status of an all-time classic, sitting up there with Sgt Pepper, Citizen Kane, and War and Peace.
22 Oct 2014
I like cover versions. At least I do when they're doing something interesting with the song. I don't really see the point of recording straight copies of songs - it would be like a tribute band making an album.
11 Mar 2014
A conversation the other day reminded me about when my old band was big in Japan. Well, medium-sized in Japan, anyway.
5 Apr 2013
I went to a blues gig recently, and I'm not sure why, but the whole thing just felt wrong. The thing about white men playing the blues has been done to death, but it is odd that an evening of music from poor black America should be full of pale home counties faces.
26 Jun 2011
It's Sunday evening and I've just come home and turned on the TV to see Beyoncé's set at Glastonbury. The band are tight, Crazy In Love sounds fantastic, and I'm sure it would be a great gig to watch. So why does the whole thing make me glad that I didn't bother?