There’s a scene in the 1959 classic movie Some Like It Hot where both a dragged-up Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon are playing the saxophone and double bass with wild abandon and slap bang in the middle of these ...
Playing a show on a Monday night is always a tough ask especially for bands on the starry stairlift to establishing themselves as a major player on the touring circuit.
(more…)...
Roll up, Roll up and bring the outsiders, the defiant punks, shady goths, kitched-up rockabillies, tattooed dames, mascaraed ne'er do wells, chic pirate attired oldies, skull and crossbones wastrels, demimonde ...
Of the many aspiring young rock acts emerging on the busy cross-Atlantic music scene, Bishop Gunn is most definitely on the rise and firing from all barrels with their flint edged sparky set of southern hued ha...
As the last man standing (or should that be sitting) and fittingly final letter in Prog Supergroup ELP, Carl Palmer is preserving the legacy of this much-loved band by fronting his own trio's choicest, cherry-p...
Blue as a word has a deep contradiction at its heart. As an adjective, it is the epitome of cool or a deep well of sorrow. As a colour, it contains a spectrum of shades which your average rock fan wears with pa...
The inaugural Vive Le Rocks awards bash unabashedly launched itself tonight with firecracker live performances and celebrity hosts. With Ginger Wildheart as the overall impresario, the ceremony was irreverent, ...
A tiggerish, sweatband wearing Stewart Copeland bounced onto the Scala stage arms aloft and fists pumping the air, as though he had just won the fifth and deciding set in a pro-celebrity game of tennis.
(mo...