
Dear readers, You may have suspected that I would jump on the sporting bandwagon and create a playlist around the greatest of all competition anthems, Vangelis’ Chariots of Fire because of the ‘Games’ that people are getting all worked up…
“There’s nothing new under the sun / All that will happen has already begun” Sometimes you don’t need to say a lot to get a point across. In this simple couplet from the dark, tidal ‘Dance To Another Tune’, First…
First Aid Kit are born performers. As I’m ushered through Bush Hall past the photos of the golden greats past and present, and into the Green Room which has seen the presence of Amy Winehouse, REM, Alanis Morrisette, Feist, Regina Spektor and many…
We Are Augustines – Book of James This reminds me of the emotional fervour of Mumford & Sons with less righteousness, more of an incantation than a battlecry. Inspired by family and loss, it’s a eulogy to lead singer Billy…
On Sunday I popped down to London Fields Radio to record the first ever FFS radio show in a cafe against a background of the clatter of crockery and the hum of Hackney-ites chatting. There’ll be a monthly-or-thereabouts show from…
The Green Man promised magic and he didn’t disappoint. Once again the organisers pulled off the spectacular trick of attracting the friendliest festival crowd to the most laid-back festival there is, while enticing some of the weirdest and most wonderful…
Our photographer about town, Georgie M’Glug, reports on the folkier side of Latitude…. Demure and unassuming as ever, but with a new-found fire in her belly, Laura Marling commands the Obelisk Arena on Friday night
Having seen Peggy Sue more recently in a festival field and First Aid Kit in the heavenly Union Chapel, on first impressions The Garage seemed something of a mis-match. A dark, low-ceilinged, intimate venue with a reputation as a rite…