Mark Beaumont

Share Your Glastonbury Epiphanies

Work, narcotics, typhoons or ill judgement: for one reason or another I’ve always had a knack of missing the ‘legendary’ Glastonbury performances. When Primal...

Glastonbury Is More Than A Festival – It’s One Of Life’s Magic Markers

Work, narcotics, typhoons or ill judgement: for one reason or another I’ve always had a knack of missing the ‘legendary’ Glastonbury performances. When Primal...

Time To Get Clued Up, Rock Dullards – There’s Revolution In The Air

I firmly believe that every knuckle-chewing apathetic sheep in this country should be forced to sit down and have a chat with Jon McClure...

I’m No Noise Nazi – AC/DC Make Me Want To Eat My Own Ears, Whatever The Volume

“Y know that My Bloody Valentine gig last year,” said my friend Mike the other week over some pre-gig beers, wincing at his chronic...

Enough Indie Nudity, Already – It’s Time Bands Learned To Put It Away

A van’s back doors open on a street corner in New York; two shifty indie types in scarves, coats and bobble hats jump out...

It’s Time To Let Britpop Die With Dignity

Britpop. It’s become such a dirty word I’m amazed my laptop doesn’t automatically asterisk the vowels. Think ‘punk’ and you instantly picture John Lydon...

‘Guitar Hero’ Is Building A Generation Of Meat-Headed, Knuckle-Dragging Morons

Press your ear to the door of the average 12-year-old boy’s bedroom a couple of years ago and you’d have heard one of two...

Laying A Cable

If you thought all novels by comedians were bad – and they are, without exception, literary arse-gravy all – prepare for a new low...

The Single Life Is Not For Me

I’m sorry,” says the bloke from the royalties collection company, finger poised over the button marked Record Call For Training Purposes: Dealing With Lunatics...

Releasing A Single – The Storm Before The Calm

With a week to go until the release of the only single I’m ever going to put out through my Year Zero Recordings label...
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