I've got a bad cold and I'm not sure if this has anything to do with me seeing faces in the stone walls of my house, but it's starting to get a bit freaky. Whatever's happening in my feverish mind though this new Weezer collaboration with Lil Wayne has certainly brightened my night. Aceness

Weezer feat Lil Wayne - 'Can't Stop Partying'

May68

Manchester does it again with May68

Sounding a lot like The Whip, a little like Chromeo (a little, in their disco moments), a smidgeon like Klanguage and with vocalist Jude Wainwright sounding almost La Roux at times , May68 are destined for big stuff. Unless they go the way of Klanguage, of course, and dissapear off the face of the earth (note to self: find out what happened to Klanguage...).

Check 'em

May68 - 'The Duke Is Dead'

May68 - 'Carla'

May68 - 'The Last Mile'

Love It Or Hate It

Reverend & The Makers - Silence Is Talking

We've got people looking around our house at the moment. All part of the fun of moving. It's not a great experience, having someone you don't know nosing around your house. Especially when you've got everything packed in boxes and everywhere is a bloody mess.

At the best of times, I'm what could be described as 'touchy'. Not in a tactile way either. More a 'What the fuck do you mean by that?' kind of deal. As I'm getting older, I'm becoming less tolerant and if you consider that, in my teens, I was known as Mr Intolerant, you can imagine where I am now. Strangers in my house 'hmm'ing and 'Oh, you've got that there'ing is testing my limited patience to the max. One bloke came round the other day and he was, shall we say, a bit portly. He was fat actually. Morbidly obese as opposed to Wholesomely obese. Now this isn't a problem to me - you can do what you want with your body, get really fat or get really thin, but don't come into my house, stinking and sweating and proceed to turn your piggy little nose up at my front room. He had one of those shrewish little wives, who didn't speak, but just giggled when he said something. I ended up showing him the kitchen and larder and asking him if he thought they were going to be BIG enough. No room was going to be substantial enough for this behemoth.

Get out of my house!

Everyone else has been really nice...

The Answering Machine - Obviously Cold

One for a sunny morning.

The album Another City, Another Story was out on June 15th, on Heist Or Hit Records

The Author

Not how one thought the Kasabian album sleeve would look -

Kasabian - Underdog

And The Band Plaid On...

Word is that the 90's are next up for the post-whatever sound treatment. In particular Grunge is making a comeback. Or so 'they' say. Personally I couldn't give a shit. This whole Post-Rock, Post-Punk, Post-Age Stamp bollox gets on my nerves. If a song shares a sound with something that was released ten, twenty, thirty years ago then it's because we're influenced by something we heard which seeps into something else we may create, if we had the drive or inclination to do it. The whole revisionist angle is created by the record company's and the media, because they're too lazy to describe the sound properly.

That said it does give me the chance to post two tracks that I'm loving at the moment.

Janes Addiction weren't Grunge, they had split by the time the flannel and plaid brigade hit these shores, but they influenced a lot of the 'alternative rock' bands that made up the Grunge movement. They've reformed, for I think the third time, and are due to tour with Nine Inch Nails on the NINja Tour. To promote this they've released a couple of new tunes, produced by NIN's Trent Reznor. The best of these is 'Chip Away'. It's got a thumping drum and guitars and that's enough to keep me happy.

The other track is Nine Black Alps new single 'Buy Nothing'. They're not Grunge at all, but I'm sure they'll be cited as one of the 'new' bands driving the Nu Grunge sound forward, if and when the NME decide it's time. It's ace anyway

Ever Get The Feeling You've Been Conned?

As bankers waved £10 notes out of the windows of the banks, at the protesters below, and the police, forgetting that they're public servants, not security for the banks and Greggs, whacked the heads of anyone that looked remotely grungey, people around the country expressed different views. Some were pleased that finally someone was representing their anger at the colossal fuck up the banks have made of everything. Even hiding a middle class smile when the 'anarchists' smashed a couple of windows at RBS. Effigys of bankers were burned from lamposts, grannies marched with teen rebels and the media waited for a giant Poll Tax style riot that never materialised. Some suggested turning on water cannon on the crowd, moaning that the thousands massed in the streets should 'get a bloody job', missing the point that many of these 'layabouts' were now out of work because of the very banks they were protesting against.
Meanwhile, in the corridors and plush halls of power, twenty leaders promised to come up with a plan to save us all from the giant mess they'd created. Most of the experts you heard said, to paraphrase, that there was fuck all chance of anything being achieved and that after the politics were over they would all go their merry little way and do their own thing, for their own country. Screw international cordance and cordiality. This was really just a chance to get some Jamie Oliver bakewell tart

Anyway this is the song of the moment for me


On a lighter note, heres Nicolas Sarkozy proving what you can do if you're a bit porky and short, but the head of a really big country. Hmm Carla Bruni




Oh and here's the new Kasabian tune, for those that haven't got it already