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Friday August 1: STEP ON, The Royale, 506 Fifth Avenue, Park Slope, Brooklyn, between 12th/13th Street. With Jon Davies. Free admission (over 21). A night of all your favorite baggy, indie pop, Chicago house, punk-funk and northern soul classics.

The Hedonism pages have been updated to reflect the novel's recent publication. I've written a (typically) lengthy explanation of the book's background and described the none-too-easy process of writing a novel. You can still read sample chapters from the first draft and listen to music and watch video clips while doing so.



How to describe De La Guarda? Well, let's start with the basics, as quoted from the press release: "De La Guarda was conceived in Buenos Aires in 1993 as a visual, aural and tactile sensory experience that triggers a visceral synesthesia rarely seen in theater today. It follows a loose narrative through themes of discovery, love, celebration, chaos and classic human struggles."

Nothing to disagree with there. But such a description barely touches, to use a relavant verb, on the experience. Imagine Cirque du Soleil with the audience in the ring and you might be a little closer to understanding just how tactile this production truly is. At De La Guarda, you don't just get trapeze artists and acrobats flying above your head and climbing the walls, you get them dancing in your midst, searching your bags, hugging you and perhaps even scratching you; you get rained on from above and pushed around by the security on the floor. You get tribal rhythms performed live, vocal choruses (in Spanish), girls flashing their knickers and, should that notion not attract you, a man's bare arse.

On Thursday nights through summer, for De La Guarda's DJ Connection, you also get a name DJ supplying much of the accompanying music, throwing a rave element in to what's already a bizarre hybrid of theater, circus and performance art. Last night it was John Acquaviva's turn to entertain the masses (read all about John and his love for Spanish wine here) and Posie and myself made the most of the event's early hours – it's all over by 9.30pm – to get on out and join the tourists at one of New York's bigger off-Broadway success stories.

No pictures, I'm afraid; De La Guarda bans cameras.

I'd seen the De La Guarda crew perform once before, at a summer party in Brooklyn where they swung around the interior courtyard walls of a five-floor former factory like so many Spidermen (and women) in a carefully choreographed routine, and so was not fully prepared for the in-your-face approach of the official indoor performance. After an opening piece during which the performers moved as silhouettes above a paper screen, they spent much of the subsequent hour either on or hovering just above the floor – certainly near enough that we were never quite sure when one of them was going to run right into us.

The emotional messages of the performance pieces are perfectly apparent without benefit of a press release. A couple slowly walking up a wall, trying to grab each other, failing and falling to the floor before trying all over again was an obvious metaphor for most peoples' day-to-day realities, but the acrobatic skills and physical stamina (especially that of the tech crew pulling the ropes on floor level) made it a sufficiently escapist experience too. The enforced audience participation was also a great leveler.

There's much to recommend the DJ Connection aspect of De La Guarda. For one, the opportunity to dance to a name DJ in a near-enough club format with a bruising sound system at eight in the evening. For another, the wide range of ages taking in such a normally exclusive experience: we saw four year old kids and fifty year old couples alike dancing to Acquaviva's unapologetically uplifting set, and if the 'real' club crowd was conspicuous by is absence, the 30-strong group of teenage Israeli tourists made up for it in their "let's dance under the rain hoses" enthusiasm.

Working against the DJ Connection idea is the ticket price. De La Guarda must have overheads as high as its ceiling – and only a small floor that probably maxes out at 200 customers - but $55 for a show lasting barely more than an hour is prohibitive. If they can't bring the price down, they should at least make the night longer. Alternately, you can take the chance of stopping by two hours before showtime and hoping there are some last-minute tickets available at the reduced rate of $20 . Do that next Thursday for techno pioneer Derrick May's set, and you'll have one of the best deals in town.

My thanks to my old school mate Bob Moore for solving my Jodie Marsh mystery. Having spent the last 18 years in her home town of Brentwood, he should know. Says Bob: "She featured in a tv doc about trashy essex people with cash to burn. They are a certain breed who dress up big time to nip down m&s for a swagger and pre-peeled carrots. she got a bit of publicity and was offered some dosh to get her baps out for the boys ie. the sun.
Since then its d list celebrity big time."

Cheers Bob. That's that one sorted. So what about this Jordan character then?



Finally got round to opening the mail that piled up in my absence and delighted to find new music by three of my four favorite New York bands – all of whom have just signed new record deals with major labels.

Luke Jenner of The Rapture at Manhattan Center in May. Read full review here.

Of the three, The Rapture engaged in the biggest bidding war; their debut album will be released through Strummer/Interscope/Universal Records on October 14. As if having three record company logos on one release is not enough, the album will be released on vinyl through DFA Records in September. DFA, in case you've been living under a rock recently, is the New York production duo of James Murphy and Tim Goldworthy that's been ruling the New York roost like hip hop prima donnas this last year or two. And it's on their own DFA label that we get the Rapture teaser 'Killing' as a split-band 12", with The Juan MacLean's 'Give Me Every Little Thing' on the other side. (My copy arrived on CD unfortunately.) Not as rambunctious as the confirmed classic 'House of Jealous Lovers', 'Killing' is minimalist techno funk with a hint of Talking Heads over which vocalist Luke Jenner screams cheerfully "one-two-three-four/kick the fucker out the door." We'll see how it plays out on the dance floor.

DFA have also been instrumental in Radio 4's conversion from punk rockers to funk rockers. It's got to be coming on two years since the band's front man Anthony Roman gave me a copy of the band's 'Dance To The Underground' single as produced by the duo; released last year on the band's second album Gotham!, in recent months it's finally become an anthem on British dance floors. Now, as these things inevitably go, it's being re-released in the States as the lead track for an interim EP on the band's new American label, Astralwerks. Electrify (the first word you'll hear sung on the record, and a perfectly good one-word summation of the band's MO) features the four 'Dance To The Underground' mixes recently released in 12" form by City Slang in the UK, including a mainstream mix by Trevor Jackson, a solid indie-alt mix by The Faint, and an almost unrecognizable deep house mix by, yes DFA. In addition, there's a scratchy version of 'Struggle' remixed by Adrian Sherwood (of On-U Sound fame) and Mark Stewart (formerly of the Pop Group); more than any recent New York release - at least since the Rapture - it shows just how deeply influential that whole British post-punk Rough Trade/Y Records era has been on the current crop of Manhattan – sorry, Brooklyn - bands.

Anthony Roman of Radio 4 at Southpaw on new Year's Eve. Read full review here.

I'm more taken by Justin Robertson's mix of 'Start A Fire', partly because it's probably my preferred song on the band's album Gotham! (the one I've played in the clubs most frequently at any rate) and also because I love Robertson's work as a DJ, as the artist Lionrock, and especially as a remixer: there are few others out there so adept at taking vocal/guitar bands and bringing them onto the dance floor without compromising their original integrity. As if four mixes of 'Dance To The Underground' are not enough, there's a brand new, fifth, 'full-length' version to see the seven-song EP out. Astralwerks, a label that did much to bring techno into young American's homes but which has recently returned to rock music as the dance culture contracts, seems an ideal home for Radio 4 – not least because it can always bounce the band onto parent company Virgin if they grow big enough. Electrify will certainly serve its interim purpose, but having been on board the Radio 4 broadcasting bus for a while already, I'm more keen to hear what comes next. So, I know, are the band.

Finally, Stellastarr*, who I first saw open for Joe Strummer only 15 months ago, have signed to RCA Records and will be releasing their self-titled album on September 24. I don't need to explain yet again why I love this band so; I'm just glad I'm not alone. I do worry when bands emerge from obscurity and by-pass the indie scene to go straight to the majors, only because we've all seen all too often how they can subsequently get lost in the shuffle. Fortunately, RCA, which is also home to the Strokes and Longwave in the USA, has done the very very smart thing and rather than stalling momentum by tarting up the band's sound via expensive studios and dictatorial producers, will instead be releasing the Stellastarr* album as originally recorded by Tim O'Heir in various sub-grade studios for the Tiswas label over the last year. I played the ten-song album through this morning for the first time and where it's good, it's brilliant. I might want to reserve truly critical judgement until I've heard it several more times, but it appears to deliver completely on the group's exceptional promise. Debut of the year? There may not be too much other competition.

Michael Jurin and Shawn Christensen of Stellastarr* on board a boat last May. Read full review here.

Sadly, I won't be able to share in Stellastarr*'s current good fortune and attend their headlining gig at the Bowery Ballroom this Friday night, August 1st. (Wasn't it only a few weeks ago they were still playing Mercury Lounge and Luna Lounge?) I'll be DJing the second in what may yet prove to be a regular series of Step On nights here in Park Slope, at The Royale. That first party in July was too much fun not to at least try and repeat. If you live anywhere in the neighborhood, come join us for a night of musical mayhem with a decidedly Madchester bent. If you're unwilling to leave Manhattan for the night, get yourself down the Bowery: Stellastarr* are being supported by the very able Ariel Love Feed and Elefant, making this a must-see New York triple bill. And if you don't live anywhere near us, find your own entertainment.



From the (London) Times, Saturday July 26, under the headline 'Has the Government given up on illegal immigrants?' "The Government does not keep any record of who is in the country. Nine out of ten people arriving at Heathrow Airport are given a visitor's visa which is not logged. Landing cards are counted for statistical reasons. Those on student or work permit visas are logged in, but there is no mechanism telling the Government that they have overstayed. There are no exit passport controls, so the government has no idea who has left and who has not, and cannot even catch overstayers when they leave." You'd have thought that after 9/11, the British government's support for the Americans, and its evident status as a terrorist target, it would have tightened up its ability to track people coming in and out of the country, wouldn't you? Still, though that's my primary concern, it's not the point of this Times story, which is instead focused on the flood of cheap young foreign labour working off the books – and at below minimum wage - all across the UK. "Companies are subject to £5000 fines for employing someone illegally, but between 1997 and 2001 there were just 34 convictions." 34 convictions. In five years. Less than seven a year, for something causing great resentment across the UK.

So let's move on. To this, from the August issue of Front, which as a lads mag I only hope checks its facts as tightly as it does its models' figures. From its feature 'The Booze Cruise Survival Guide', about what you should be shopping for when you take your car to the continent, and how much alcohol and cigarettes you're actually allowed to bring back. Though the limits are a whopping 3200 cigarettes, 110 litres of beer and 90 litres of wine, this hasn't stopped the Customs from impounding cars for going above the limit. "Over 10,000 cars were confiscated in 2001, accompanied by a 30% increase in complaints against Customs and Excise."

So that's 10,000 British individuals cars' impounded for every seven or so companies convicted of employing illegal immigrants: good to know the Government has its priorities right, isn't it?

Jodie Marsh covers up for a wet night on London town: "I'm famous for flashing," she boasts...

Talking of Front, as I was, I don't normally read the lags mags, and it shows. I just devoured an entire cover story on Jodie Marsh, in which I learned that she once had a five-some in a hay loft ("everyone should have an orgy at least once in their lives,"), that she's slept with about 20 blokes, including Calum Best ("That's not much in 2003, is it?"), and that she once "did it in a car in Oxford Street after a club." I also learned that she's got a fierce rivalry going with Jordan. "My boobs are real! She's about to have hers done for the fourth time." (So presumably it's not Michael Jordan she's talking about.)

Trouble is, though I came away from the feature with a clear idea of her sex life – and plenty pictorial evidence of her non-silicone attributes – I still have absolutely no idea what Jodie Marsh actually does. Or Jordan, for that matter… Unless, of course, I've somehow missed the point of it all...



I haven't commented on current affairs in the last few weeks, partly because they move so fast it's hard to keep up, and more so because I've been moving around a lot and that makes it even harder to keep up. On the seven-hour flight from Manchester to New York on Sunday, however, I began devouring the many newspapers and magazines I brought back from the UK with me.

Of course the British media is itself part of the story now, following the suicide of prominent scientist and Iraqi weapons expert Dr. David Kelly. As an originally unnamed "intelligence source", Kelly had reluctantly found himself at the center of a storm between the BBC and the Government over whether Tony Blair's Labour leadership "sexed up" (as the BBC put it to the public, though not necessarily – and crucially – as Kelly put it to the BBC) a dossier about Iraq's WMD programmes to justify war against Saddam Hussein.

There's a feeling in the UK that "heads will roll" because of Kelly's demise, though whether those heads should be in the Government or at the BBC depends on your point of view. Chances are there will be sacrifices at both ends, not that this will bring Kelly back to life - or necessarily do anything to counter the BBC's ongoing, consistent tendency to editorialize throughout its news bulletins. Given that these bulletins make their way to almost every country on the planet, then to my mind this is as important an issue as the Labour Leadership's own (in)ability to tell the truth.

The point about the BBC is not that it shouldn't question and criticise the government of the day, whether Labour or Conservative (of course it should, it's the central standard by which one can claim a free press), but that, as a corporation funded by British tax-payers, it should do so from a position of neutrality. Now that the BBC's war against the Labour Government, fueled in part by the News Department's own unerring opposition to war in Iraq, has claimed the life of a prominent scientist, there can't be many people left in the UK who still believe in the BBC's neutrality; as someone who's watched the BBC World News and listened to the BBC World Service regularly since September 11, 2001 – both from outside and within the UK - I am under no illusions either. As I see it, BBC News is so entrenched in its virulently anti-American, anti-New Labour, anti-Israel position that it genuinely (but wrongly) believes this to be the internationally accepted political middle ground, around which it then positions all interviews, editorials and debates. The result is that anyone who questions the Beeb's conventional wisdom calls attention to themselves as either a radical leftist, or worse yet, in the BBC's eyes, a conservative – when they may well be guilty of nothing more than seeing a second side to the story.

I don't know how this problem will resolve itself, if indeed it ever does. I'm certainly glad that the BBC is no longer the mouthpiece of the "establishment", and despite the fact that it didn't launch a pop music radio station until 1967 - over a decade after rock'n'roll changed British youth culture for ever - its music broadcasting is now unquestionably the best in the world. But if the news department would just come out and admit to its partiality, I could treat it the same way I do other media outlets, knowing what I'm in for before I switch on. (But then if it admitted to taking a political stance the BBC would need to be privatized, which would raise a whole different set of problems…)

In the meantime, on the airplane this Sunday, I read most of The Observer (the Sunday edition of the Guardian, and that which most closely mirrors the BBC's left-of-Labour stance) and the Sunday Times (owned by Rupert Murdoch, and which over the years has shifted from being pro-Thatcher to pro-Blair). Their responses to last week's biggest news story, the killing of Saddam Hussein's sons Uday and Qusay, revealed much about the power of editorializing under the guise of reporting.

The Observer demonstrated its political priorities by keeping the David Kelly affair as its prominent lead story and burying deep inside the paper correspondent Patrick Graham's report from Baghdad. There Graham wrote about his one encounter with Qusay, a week before war broke out (they were separated by the latter's sedan windows), about his meandering through the spoiled sons' country club lifestyle, and about his chance encounter with Deputy Prime Minister Tariq Aziz's son at an upmarket café just hours before the bombs started falling. (Tariq's son was called Saddam, by the way, as if Aziz had any choice in the matter. One can't help but think of Smithers and Mr. Burns in the Simpsons, albeit the subordinate relationship played out on a frighteningly realistic scale.)

Anyway, the gist of the story was that Graham had visited Uday's private Jadriya Equestrian Club (built on land abruptly appropriated from Baghdad University in the 1990s) where, understandably enough, he had been impressed by the quality of Uday's thoroughbreds. "One was clearly prized above the others," writes Graham. "A beautiful, black Arab, Lion was said to live on ice cream fed to him by Uday."

After Baghdad fell, the Equestrian Club was quickly looted as a despised symbol of Uday's greed, and Lion duly vanished. The news media followed the chase for Saddam, and the looting of museums and hospitals, but Graham maintained interest in the Equestrian Club, in particular with Lion's whereabouts. In his own words, "I became somewhat obsessed with finding the horse." I can understand Graham's concern: the horse was as innocent (though better fed) a victim of Saddam's dictatorship as the humans who vanished over the years too, and had the reporter found the horse in some backyard or some Saudi prince's stables, it would have made for a good story. Still, his closing sentences left me seriously disconcerted. "I wanted a reminder of that day when we visited the mares and had lunch with Saddam Aziz," he wrote of this obsession. "A piece not so much of the old Iraq, but of the peaceful Iraq, something living and good and beautiful, not garish and ugly, or scared, or tortured, or dead."

Peaceful? Lion, the horse, yes. But a "peaceful Iraq"? All those mass graves, all those executions, all that torture; all the repression of religious choice, political affiliation and free speech; all those invasions of neighboring countries and the death and deprivation such acts of aggression brought back upon the population; all those intricate layers of secret services that rendered the country a total police state, ensuring that even the watchers were constantly being watched; all those people living in total and utter fear throughout every minute of the day... It may have been a "peaceful Iraq" for Saddam Aziz, Uday and Qusay Hussein and the other pampered children of the dictatorship (including the thoroughbreds) but surely not for the nation at large? Or had Graham's obsession with the beautiful Lion blinkered him to the dictatorship's ongoing horrors?

Perhaps. The Observer certainly couldn't have picked a worse day to publish the story. For I then picked up the Sunday Times, and there on its front page, as lead item, was another story about Uday and a Lion. Except that this lion – rather, these lions – were not thoroughbred horses, but the real thing. And they were not fed on ice cream, either. The story, filed from Baghdad by Hala Jaber, begins with this stomach-churning sentence: "A chief executioner to one of Saddam's sons has revealed how he helped drag two victims into a cage to be devoured by lions." It continues with the executioner's vivid memory of how, "'I saw the head of the first student literally come off his body with the first bite…By the time they were finished there was little left but for the bones and bits and pieces of unwanted flesh.'" And then it explains how the executioner was subsequently told of the two young men's crimes for which they were so cruelly killed: they "had competed with Uday where some young ladies were concerned."

A full report on the confessions of this executioner (credited now to three writers, and one trusts that the Times checked the details as thoroughly as possible) takes up the whole front page of the News Review. It's the most gruesome reading I've come across in a newspaper in several years. The executioner admits to taking part in mass beheadings of civilians – including those of a pregnant woman, which is forbidden by the Koran – for no obvious crime; and of "pyramid" executions, where victims were sliced down the middle, their head secured in a vice-like contraption to prevent them squirming. These executions were all filmed, the tapes sent on to Uday for his private collection.

Graham may yearn for this "peaceful Iraq" but I don't. Thankfully, Uday has now gone the way of his victims (though in a far less torturous manner). And those who escaped his barbarity may yet, if the enormous task of rebuilding the nation can be successfully pulled off, come to live in a genuinely "peaceful Iraq" – where civilians don't live in fear of being fed to the lions.



Back from the UK, not too badly jet-lagged (I think) and all ready to read the dozens of newspapers and magazines I brought back with me, listen to some of the many 12" singles, albums and compilations I picked up, and then pass typically outspoken opinion on them all. That's for tomorrow though; for now, a few pictures from the Hedonism launch party at the Social in central London on July 17, while I open the snail mail and figure out what comes next...

Above left: Reading from Hedonism to music from Hedonism (Chris Coco segued it like the pro he is, despite the fact we didn't rehearse it), over a video of the last multi-media reading from Hedonism, some of which you can also see here. (If you follow...) Above right: This picture was not posed. Or so Pose tells me. She took it. (If you follow...)

Above left: These two played for the Jamming! magazine football team in London in the 1980s. The chap on the left also played in Apocalypse in the 1980s. Above right: These two played for Nags Head United in New York in the 1990s. they're now back in London. Something tells me they don't spend their Sundays on the football field these days.

JULY 14-27: Manchester Move Memories, Hedonism is Here, Holiday postcard
JULY 7-13: Chuck Jackson live, Step On, Beverley Beat, British Way of Life
JUNE30-JULY6: David Beckham, Geoffrey Armes, Happy Mondays, Step On at Royale
JUNE 23-29: Ceasars/The Realistics live, weddings and anniversaries, Cabaret laws.
JUNE 9-23: Hell W10, The Clash, Big Audio Dynamite, Nada Surf live, Field Day debacle
JUNE 2-8: Six Feet Under - Over, Field Day, Siren Fest, Crouching Tigher Hidden Cigarette
MAY 19-JUNE 1: Ian McCulloch live, New York's financial woes, Six Feet Under, Hedonism, Tommy Guerrero.
MAY 5-18: Live reviews of The Rapture, De La Soul, Carlsonics, Laptop, The Libertines, Echoboy, The Greenhornes; observations on Chris Coco/The Blue Room, The Apple Music Store, Alan Freed, Phil Spector, The Matrix Reloaded, Rare Earth, Tinnitus and Royale!
APRIL 28-MAY 4: Flaming Lips, Madonna, Bill Maher, The Dixie Chicks, the war
APRIL 21-27: Rotary Connection, War(n) Out, Cocaine Talk
APRIL 14-20: Belated London Musings on Death Disco and CPFC.
APRIL 7-13: London Musings: Madness, Inspiral Carpets, the Affair, the Palace, the Jam
MARCH 31-APRIL 6: Music be the spice of life, London Calling: Ten Observations from the Old Country
MARCH 24-30: Six Foot Under, Peaches/Elefant live, MP Frees and Busted Boy Bands
MARCH 17-23: Röyksopp live, Transmission, Worn-Out War Talk
MARCH 10-16: Live reviews: Stratford 4, Flaming Sideburns, Joe Jackson Band, Linkin Park. Why I Oppose The War (For Now).
MARCH 3-9: The Pursuit of Happiness, Weekend Players, U.S. Bombs, Al Farooq, A New Pessimism, Brooklyn Half Marathon
FEBRUARY 24-MARCH2: Orange Park, Ali G-Saddam Hussein-Dan Rather-Bill Maher-Jon Stewart TV reviews, Stellastarr*, James Murphy, The Station nightclub fire, the Grammys
FEBRUARY 17-23: Village Voice Poll, Singles Club, Smoke and Fire
FEBRUARY 3-16: Snug, The Face, Pink, Supergrass live, Keith Moon, Phil Spector, Gore Vidal
JANUARY 27-FEBRUARY 2: Communist Chic, Spiritland, Daddy You're A Hero, Keith Moon, State of the Union, CPFC and more on Iraq
JANUARY 20-26: Divisions of Laura Lee, Burning Brides, Words On War, Child Abuse of a Different Kind, Losing My Edge
JANUARY 13-19: Pete Townshend, Pee Wee Herman, South Park and more Pete Townshend
JANUARY 6-12: Interpol in concert, Tony Fletcher's Top 10 Albums and Singles of 2002, More on Joe Strummer and The Clash, Fever Pitch and Bend It Like Beckham.
DECEMBER 31 2002 -JAN 5 2003: A tribute to Joe Strummer, Radio 4 live on New Year's Eve
DECEMBER 16-24: Metro Area, Breakbeat Science, Sting makes Wine, New York Downtown redesigns, Keith Moon anecdotes, Campbell's jokes.
Tiswas, pledge drives, The View from Up North
DECEMBER 2-8 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Weekend Players and Snow Lit Piano Bars)
FOR NOVEMBER 25-29 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Joe Hurley, Thanksgiving, Sven
Väth, Richie Hawtin)
FOR NOVEMBER 16-24 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Longwave, The Pleased, Get Your War On, Powder, Radio 4, Supreme Beings Of Leisure, Ben Neill, Baldwin Brothers, Thievery Corporation)
FOR NOVEMBER 9-15 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes CMJ report including Datsuns, von Bondies and My Favorite, and political Eagles)
FOR NOVEMBER 2-8 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Halloween, the New York Marathon, and British Cuisine)
FOR OCTOBER 26-NOV 1 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes live reviews of The Streets, Mooney Suzuki, Sahara Hotnights, Flaming Sideburns, Stellastarr*; Jam Master Jay; Halloween)
FOR OCTOBER 19-25 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Underworld live, Atlantic Avenue antics, Girls and Boys night)
FOR OCTOBER 12-18 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Bali Bombing and stupid editorials, the Electro-Clash festival, VHS Or Beta, Ballboy, Mindless Self Indulgence, 2 Many DJs, Tom Petty, The Streets, pointless stop-the-war e-mails)
FOR OCTOBER 5-11 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Steve Earle and John Walker's Blues, Dreaming Of Britney, Girls Against Boys and Radio 4)
FOR SEPTEMBER 28-OCT 4 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes White Stripes live, Morel live, My Generation re-issue)
FOR SEPTEMBER 21-27 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes The Creation live, Village Voice, Wine not Whine and more)
FOR SEPTEMBER 14-20 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Firefighter Andre Fletcher, Untamed, Uncut, and more September 11 Musings)
FOR SEPTEMBER 7-13 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Sep 11 memorials, Did Bin Laden Win?, Scissor Sisters and Electro-clash)
FOR AUGUST 31-SEPTEMBER 6 MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes The Strokes live, The Rising, Saint Etienne, Team USA, a.i., Tahiti 80, Dot Allison)
FOR AUGUST 17-30 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes holiday musings, wine reviews, Luna at Southpaw, and more)
FOR AUGUST 10-16 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes lengthy Who live review)
FOR JULY 27-AUG 9 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Area 2, 24 Hour Party People Party, Hootenanny Tour, 2 Many DJs and more.
FOR JULY 20-26 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Wilson Pickett, John Entwistle, rebuilding downtown NYC)
FOR JULY 13-19 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Love Parade, Teany, RenewNYC, Femi Kuti, NRA, Londonisation of New York, Britishification of Global Rock)
FOR JULY 6-12 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes Mike Meyers as Keith Moon, the RAVE Act, John Entwistle, Michael Jackson, Southpaw, Moby Online, Layo & Bushwacka!,
(accidentally deleted)
FOR JUNE 29-JULY 5 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes World Cup Final, John Entwistle's legacy, The Who's decision to carry on, the meaning of July 4)
FOR JUNE 22-28 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes World Cup diary, Dr. John, Doves, Mermaid Parade, John Entwistle's death, Timothy White's death, Clinic Firewater and Radio 4 live, The Who's decision to carry on)
FOR JUNE 15-21 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes World Cup diary, Liars live, GiantFingers, the Big Takeover)
FOR JUNE 8 -14 DAILY MUSINGS CLICK HERE (includes World Cup diary, StellaStarr*, Jose Padilla, Dee Dee Ramone, suicide bombings)
FOR JUNE 1-7 DAILY MUSINGS, CLICK HERE (includes World Cup diary, Southpaw, Six Foot Under, Andrew Sullivan)

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Tips for the marathon virgin.

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Pinot Noir
Rhône Rangers
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