Camden’s Koko is heaving with middle-aged (and a few younger) diehard fans of Manchester’s enigmatic post-punk stalwarts The Fall. I am greeted with looks of sheer horror and bewilderment when I admit it’s the first time I’ve seen them live, and I’m subsequently treated to enticing hints and rumours of what might lie ahead.
I picked up this little collection of insurrectionary extracts from last years London Anarchist Bookfair. So it has taken me a little while to get round to reviewing this but this is not a reflection on its content.
Bottom line. This is great. It really connected with me on a personal level (which is why i enjoyed it so much!) but the meandering thoughts and subtle wit are good enough that anyone could pick it up and get something out of it. Trying to nail it to a genre, I guess it would [...]
I got this fat wad of cut and paste punk free when I paid in at the recent Born/Dead gig in Lewisham. South London Mess is the literary output of the promoters and their band The Scaredy Cats, who I admit I have never heard.
Well, where to start with this? If I start by saying Jhon from Pickled Dick (…oops…Mike TV) takes a starring role in this brand new internet music and other general rubbish TV show, a lot of you will probably already be guessing it’s a shambles. And you’d be right. But it’s a glorious shambles.
As it [...]
