Mark Beaumont

Why Noel Gallagher Is Wrong About Politics In Rock

Having written in favour of rock stars opening up on political issues in the interest of opening up discussion among the supposedly ‘apathetic generation’,...

Music For The People? Why Fans Should Never Dictate What Bands Play

What would you like us to play?” said Kim Deal, eyeing me inquisitively, pen hovering over a scrap of paper. Instantly, the art gallery...

The Shock Of The Unlikening – Why Bands’ Second Albums Have Suddenly Become Exciting

The Rumble Strips have turned into the lavish bastard love-sprog of Jacques Brel and Elvis Costello. The Reverend has become a mariachi shaman of...

Steven Wells – Less A Journalist, More A Torch To The Face

Last weekend, word spread across the Glastonbury site like a brush fire through the Hollywood Hills; an absurd, far-fetched conflagration of superstardom and tragedy....

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...
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