Conservative conference
A laugh, as usual: 3 more films and a wealth of blogging, as the Tories prepare for power. It’s all here, with the Labour and Lib Dem stuff.
Labour party conference
I’m down in Brighton, slowly losing the will to live at the Labour conference – a truly surreal affair, though it occasionally has its moments. As well as my rolling blog, we’ve made two short films so far: they’re here.
Mott The Hoople
The story of their reunion, and more, from The Guardian:
“‘If we don’t do it now, we’ll never do it,” says Ian Hunter, 70 years old, though he looks closer to 50. Then a smile. “I just want to know what it’ll feel like.” It’s early Wednesday afternoon, in a cavernous modern hotel next to Tower Bridge in London. Hunter, his eyes covered by his ever-present sunglasses, has just arrived in the company of most of the original lineup of Mott the Hoople; some of whom, I will later discover, have not set on eyes on each other for 30 years…”
John's Books
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Hail! Hail! Rock'n'Roll:
The Ultimate Guide to the Music, the Myths and the Madness
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"The Dark Side of the Moon":
The Making of the "Pink Floyd" Masterpiece
So Now Who Do We Vote For?
The Last Party:
Britpop, Blair and the Demise of English Rock
Britpop:
Cool Britannia and the Spectacular Demise of English Rock
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Beatles overkill
September 25th, 2009
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From The Guardian:
“Like a lot of my generation, I suffer from what the author Douglas Coupland once called Legislated Nostalgia: essentially, possessing a lot of someone else’s memories. Since a babysitter played me Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band in 1975 I never really recovered. I have shelves full of Beatles books, and a pitifully huge collection of their records. I have followed their trail around Liverpool and Hamburg, and once made a pilgrimage to a supermarket that John Lennon had once owned on Hayling Island (should you be barmy enough to follow suit, the locals are very helpful).
“Moreover, since my mid-20s I have been a happy accessory to the ever-growing Beatles industry. Only last month, I interviewed Paul McCartney for a cover story in Mojo magazine. Having since received all the CDs, I can vouch that they sound immeasurably better than before and the mono versions are occasionally revelatory. And yet, after nearly a month of non-stop Beatles coverage, even I am sick of the sight of them.”