Fables of sanctuary stones, scarecrows and buried villages alongside dread stories of purgatory, sacrifice, rape, bestiality and murder.
Listening, reading and watching in 2020
Progressive music with a touch of madness
How not to drive a car
The best “singer/songwriter”.
“A sharp reflection of the convulsive psychic currents coursing through the Western world in 1968”
The best Christmas album of all time
The hidden mysteries awaiting on the bottom shelf
The fifth best Christmas album of all time
Well I looked into the sky for my anthem and the words and the music came through
Ground control to Monty Don
I know what I like. Or do I?
A story, a love song, a blog, an impressionist painting and a political statement.
Why can’t every day be Christmas Day?
It’s still all right to be nice
Kindness and hope
Hey bonny lassie, let’s go to the Lawe to see the tender lying off at Shield’s Bar
Hanging on to a dream whilst the decade explodes
The fourth best Christmas album of all time
Were the misanthropic, misbegotten merchants of gloom correct?
We are all awash in a sea of blood
Does everything have to be funny?
Should Paul McCartney rewrite history or should he let it be?
How you would feel if you were having to count every last penny?
It won’t be long now
You might think Phil Spector is mad but I couldn’t possibly comment
George Harrison’s solo album is so fine
A slow-burning, unassuming kind of power
I think I’m gradually learning
Disconnection and unhappiness
Another work of genius