So my next music review is to be a band called Buck 65. What do I know about them? Pretty much nothing at all, despite the ‘interesting’ press release. Now I write press releases as part of my real (I treat reality in terms of ‘will I be paid’ in this context) job, and while this one certainly grabs the attention, it falls at the all important ‘informing the reader what the hell you’re talking about’ hurdle. This is how it reads… (more…)

It’s always nice to get out of work, safe in the knowlege that whatever music I choose to ingest is going to be my descision and no one else’s. Lately, my office’s soundtrack has been a selection of Swing (presumably as in ‘from a noose’) classics repeated ad nauseum, punctuated with some forgettable pop annoyances from the last few years. Today I have been left wondering why the thankfully one-hit-wonder Daniel Powter felt the need to share his bad day with millions of innocent (until proven guilty of crimes against music) radio listeners.

Thankfully, I have a suitable antidote: my review of JayMay’s debut album is up on Allgigs, and rather nice it is too. By which I mean the music, rather than the review - which is, of course, awesome.