My trousers are bursting with good music. There's Portishead's first new album since the stone ages, for a start. You may still hav...

What's that coming over the hill, apart from a lyrical cliché? Is it a monster? Niet. It's a three-headed dog. The Black Dog , in fa...

Which twizzard decided Glastonbury was all about guitars? Noel Gallagher flicked his dummy out of the pram over Jay Z's headline spot a...

Edit: This post makes Lee look like my tech monkey while I'm the big presenting ego. This isn't balanced. Lee is a fully fledged se...

While I'm busy with radio things , there are a few gramophone releases you and I ought to catch up on. AGF's fourth album Words Are ...

Well, bless my trousers, it's that time of year when everything explodes at once. From Monday night for three weeks, I will be presentin...

The internoggin is abuzz with the activities of Sean Booth and Rob Brown, known to head-nodders everywhere as legendary Manchester bleep me...

Pancake Day, National Novel Writing Month, Healthy Eating Day, National Ketamine Month. These are events to be respected and celebrated. Esp...