Ever since we heard Twin Peaks' early single 'Stand In The Sand' we've been on board with them.
It was all going so bloody well for Morrissey, too. Last year there was ‘Autobiography’ and, more crucially, this year along came ‘World Peace Is None Of Your Business’: two back-to-back documents which proved that his trademark wit, sharp-tongued barbs and oddly moving poetry were still intact. Deck the halls with boughs of gladioli, for pop’s arch miserabilist had returned. But then, if any Morrissey fan knows anything at all, it’s this: you can always trust ol’ Bigmouth, aka Stephen Patrick, to chuck a spanner in his own works.
Everything about tonight was extraordinary. First, for Kate Bush fans, it was a moment we never thought would happen. After 35 years away from the stage, we had accepted it was likely that our live experience of Bush would be consigned to the 1979 The Tour Of Life documentary and the music videos that followed. Second, well, we’re going to see Kate Bush, the ultimate one-of-a-kind. It is, really, the most extraordinary live event of the century so far. Never has so important an artist shunned the limelight for so long, while gathering legions of fans, generation after generation.
Open this week's issue of NME and you'll find a full page dedicated to boy-wonder Kiran Leonard. The Oldham-based teen has been named our New Act Of The Week on account of his genius way with instruments (from the guitar to, er, radiators - Kiran can play 'em all) and rising status as one of the UK's most promising, prodigious talents.
Since its advent in 1999, Leeds festival has grown to become a festival that pulls in a crowd of many cliques - there’s the teenagers, fresh-faced with their GCSE results in one hand and plastic tubes of neon paint dappling the other. There’s also the music enthusiasts, a clientele who congregate nonchalantly in the sidelines, tucking highlighted itineraries in their backpacks and bumbags.