My Poor, Poor Ears.

The other morning I switched radio stations in the car and I think I heard a duet between Jon Bon Jovi and Robbie Williams. I mean, it came up on the screen, so it must have been true. First it was Jon Bon Jovi singing. He’s been bigging himself up a lot lately because he […]

Come Together.

Hundreds of years ago, and only if you had the urge and power to make it so, it would take quite a lot of time and planning to gather even a modest rooms worth of arseholes together. Back then the world was, somehow, both a bigger and smaller place (although, more accurately and to fly […]

Pink Is The Colour (parts 1-4).

I don’t go into London as often as I used to, and that’s really not a problem. It might have its hustle and bustle and top of the food chain city status, but it’s also not a lot of the fun it used to be. Perhaps it’s because I’m older, or just because I associate […]

Ever decreasing circles.

When Marianne Faithfull died this week the press were quick to wheel out a series of gushing obituaries and reflections, determined as they were to ensure that they appeared to know and love her almost as well as she knew and loved herself. Of course, you can never really know someone like Marianne Faithfull as […]

Death, And So On.

Keith Moon was the drummer for The Who. The Who weren’t quite as big as it got, but they were almost as big as it gets, and for a band of such stature they demanded a drummer with considerable clout. Again, Moon wasn’t quite as big as it got but he was still up there […]