Monthly Archives: August 2007

Farewell, then, Anthony H Wilson

Farewell, then, Tony Wilson. Yes, you should have signed The Smiths. But you were right about Mick Hucknell, his music’s rubbish and he’s a ginger. Have a look here and remember, and smile.

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Smile

Who was it who said, of literary criticism I think, “we murder to dissect”? Who said that writing about music was “dancing like architecture”? Well in the Guardian Guide on Saturday, Tim Jonze wrote about the comedian Josie Long. He … Continue reading

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Everyone likes a nice co-incidence

Reading Calvin and Hobbes in bed, I turn out the light and briefly turn on the radio to check the alarm. First word I hear is “Calvinistic”. Just now, watching Cape Wrath. Line of dialogue: “How’s Jack Donnelly?”. I turn … Continue reading

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