Whether we prefer to use Social Media as a way to keep in touch with old friends, to post videos of the funny things our pets do when confronted with green vegetables, or simply for 3am rants about the FBI… Read More ›
We all have our Christmas traditions, whether it’s belting out a heavenly chorus of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing” at Midnight Mass or collapsing face-down in shortbread and lager while nurturing simmering resentments about the family on Boxing Day. Not… Read More ›
Clube da Esquina by Milton Nascimento and Lô Borges was one of only five Brazilian albums to be featured in the book “1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die”.
If you have yet to hear this fusion of Brazilian music and Beatles-inflected pop, this may whet your appetite…
In which we discover why a naked picture of Adam Clayton nearly became the cover art of U2’s Achtung Baby…
Although we might all have a stab at naming Elton John’s best albums, in these times of Spotify, there sometimes needs to be a reason why a particular record should be bought on vinyl. Happily in Elton’s case there are… Read More ›
In which we discover how Bernie Taupin’s mum brought Reg and Bernie together by cleaning her front room, how the cost of storing vinyl in Chelsea is ruinously expensive, why Elton has only the second-worst real life name of any pop star, and why you shouldn’t kick a piano stool at work.
The Vinyl Revival (TM) continues apace, sucking up the cash of Millennials faster than a pop up craft-beer-and-smashed-avocado stall at a box park. With new LPs often costing £20 or more, vinyl-loving Millennials are reportedly struggling to save for a… Read More ›
You have to feel a little sorry for Pink Floyd fans. Not too much, obviously. They are more likely than you are to have a final salary pension, a second home, a car that starts on a cold day, a… Read More ›
Good news for Bowie vinyl fans with the reissue of classic eighties compilation ChangesTwo. Although original copies of this album are as common as your average Jeremy Kyle Show participant (and also I suspect like your average Jeremy Kyle Show… Read More ›
You can see why the start up of it’s own record label by supermarket chain Sainsbury’s would provoke within independent record shops the sort of confusion and suspicion you might otherwise only witness when a particularly trendy flock of sheep… Read More ›
On the 28 October 1977 a thirty-seven year old Peter Driscoll opened a new record shop at 55 Elm Road in Leigh on Sea. It was the year of Punk and The Sex Pistols, so naturally the UK’s charts reflected… Read More ›