Y'know things that are all the rage? Blogs. Everyone has one; or at least had one before Facebook, Twitter et al diluted the realtime pool.
Since I'm nu-old skool — and watching endless streams of people waste their lives telling each other about their shockingly tedious days makes me long for a 'Shut up' button — I figured why not make a blog? The main difference here compared with other people's blogs is that instead of being limited to one topic, you get a little slice of everything all mashed up. 'Coz propah spelling is so last century.
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The problem with doing something for a good cause — say, releasing a charity single — is that any attack on the effort is automatically equated to an attack on the cause. Thanks, mainstream media.
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I have pretty eclectic musical tastes and love anything well produced. Which is the complete antithesis to some strains of jazz music, it seems.
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I’ve often wondered what future civilisations will call this current era of music. My music teacher always opined it would be labelled “modern”, or “rubbish”, but maybe there’s more to it than that.
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Would a rose by any other name smell as sweet? Clearly in the world of rap, the answer is yes. Uhhh, would the real Slim Shady please stand up. We’re gonna have a little problem here.
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From One Direction to Kirsty MacColl who claimed there’s a guy down the chip shop who swears he’s Elvis, pop stars throughout the ages have tried to outdo one another with the stupidest lyrics.
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In the interests of clearing my conscience, there’s something I’ve been meaning to say to my old music teacher at school. So in true Simon Mayo confession stylie…
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Cello and piano: a gorgeous instrument combination when applied to such fantastic pieces as The Swan. At least, in most cases.
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Shiver me timbers, there’s a nugget of silver in the Frequency Modulation band that the authorities don’t want us to hear.