Monthly Archives: January 2006

You’d want the first single from the pop-shattering team-up of Betty Boo and Alex James to be an instant pop classic, announcing itself all bold and flashy and making you grin like a loon with sheer delight, wouldn’t you? And … Continue reading →

You know what? Fuck Seal, and fuck “Killer”. I never gave a shit about it at the time, and listening to the copy of Dr. Adamski’s Musical Pharmacy that I bought for a dollar the other week shows that time … Continue reading →

Do people remember when rapsploitation films were actually good? The ’80s were a bit dire with yer endless breakdance whatnots (nb: I have not seen any of these) and Tougher Than Leather and so on, but there was a brief … Continue reading →

If you’re going to do a half-arsed NWA reunion in 1999, then I s’pose it’s not too awful to draft Snoop in. (Obviously a whole-arsed reunion with Yella standing to the side being useless, and the D.O.C. doing the lines … Continue reading →

Happy new year, kids – it’s been a busy few weeks, but we should be sticking up tracks far more frequently for the rest of the summer. Seeing Francis McDonald (in his capacity as a Teenage Fannie) programming Rage before … Continue reading →