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New Yorkers know one thing about their tabloids: the Daily News and the New York Post rarely agree. But yesterday, the papers shared almost identical covers as they expressed their revulsion at the particularly lethal pair of suicide bombs in the Middle East, one at the U.N. headquarters in Baghdad, the other on a Jerusalem bus. Carnage cried the Post; Atrocity screamed the News. For once, they were both right.

Rare unanimity: New York's tabloids share a natural reaction.

New Yorkers know some thing about their weekly papers, too: the Village Voice and the New York Press also love to differ. But yesterday, the papers shared a common purpose when they both came out criticizing the same figurehead for his part in last week's paralyzing blackout: New York State Governor George Pataki. (I said last week that there'd be plenty time for finger-pointing.) On first inspection, this may seem unfair given that the power outages originated in Ohio and spread through Canada. But then you read the details, as in Wayne Barrett's Voice piece, about Pataki's relentless deregulation of the energy industry, his lack of state funding for improvements, his closure of the state energy office and scaling back of the state's energy conservation program, none of which has brought us consumers better prices or real competition, and you're no longer surprised that just about the whole of New York State got zapped last week, whereas neighboring States with better energy track records were mostly able to hold off the cascading power cuts.

Pataki is further taken apart in the New York Press, especially by Matt Taibbi, who widens the camera angle to inform us that his local upstate company, Niagra Mohawk (remember that we were initially told the outage originated in Niagra, and this company was among the many State regional power sources that quickly collapsed) is owned by the National Grid. And if the National Grid sounds familiar to British readers, that's because it should: it's a British company. Taibbi duly joins the dots between Enron, Margaret Thatcher, Lord Wakeham, "Britain's first fully private power plant" in Teeside, the aforementioned National Grid and its purchase of Niagra Mohawk, the immediate laying off of several hundred NiMo workers to boost the stock price, Pataki's enthusiastic deregulation of the industry and his acceptance of massive campaign contributions from those who have benefited, the Bush Administration (past and present)'s own support for energy deregulation and its rollback of long-standing watchdog authorities, and draws a pretty obvious conclusion. "If companies are constantly slashing costs to compete with other companies that are constantly slashing costs, who’s going to build additional safety equipment or modernize their grids? Who’s going to retain extra service personnel "just in case"? This is an excellent piece of proper American journalism: please read it.

When Posie made it home last Thursday – fortunately without fuss - I finally got to listen to a battery radio on her walkman. Pataki was giving a press conference at the time, and I heard him announce that he had only just heard of the North American Energy Reliability Council. He quickly got a joke off about their misnomer. I was insufficiently inconvenienced by the Blackout to get angry that night, but I did quickly get to thinking, Why shouldn't the Governor have heard of the Council? First week on the job, you might not expect him to know everything. First year, you might just cut him a break. But Pataki is into his third term as Governor; it's his ninth year in office. If a politician so keen to deregulate the State's energy industry truly doesn't know about the existence of the North American Energy Reliability Council, then he's incompetent. If he does know about it, then he's lying to his constituents. Either way, as both weekly papers say, for Pataki to point fingers in every direction but at himself is not just disingenuous, it's deceitful.

I'm out of town for the next few days. I'm missing a number of great events in and around New York. As I've noted already, I didn't think the Sex Pistols would be one of them, and I'm a little shocked that my occasional DJ partner JD has bought tickets for tonight's performance. I only hope he enjoys it as much as he did their "comeback" tour seven years ago; then again, he's never been to Jones Beach...Look, I'm sorry, but if the Clash had enough ethical grace not to reform and ruin everything that punk stood for, the Pistols ought to do likewise. The Pistols would probably respond that they never had any ethics and there, of course, lies the crushing disappointment. (Clash fans might want to attend Strummertime In The City – a Joe Strummer Birthday Bash benefititing (sic) Strummerville Charities – at Knitting Factory on Saturday. It looks like a ska line-up to me, but hey, Joe was always down with the upbeat.)

Luna's Britta Phillips and Dean Wareham, making beautiful music at Southpaw this time last year.

Derrick May is DJing the De La Guarda performance circus that I saw for myself a few weeks back. (May, one of Detroit's techno pioneers, took money from R&S to make a studio album at least a decade ago. Clearly, he's decided he's better off playing the platters than recording them.) Luna are playing two nights at Southpaw, and if either show is half as good as the one I saw them play there last year, it'll be twice as good as almost anything else I can think of. Then again, they have competition. Bjork is also playing two shows in the borough of Brooklyn and on the same two nights, at the beautifully designed, picturesquely placed but inappropriately titled Keyspan (Energy) Park in Coney Island: that's the minor league baseball ground that Giuliani rightly campaigned for and which has been a major triumph since opening a couple of seasons ago. Bjork's supported each night by fellow Icelanders Sigur Ros and the second show, on Saturday night, has surprisingly yet to sell out. If I was in the city, I'd be sure to go. (Unless I decided to boycott Icelandic bands because their country has started up whaling again. That really pissed me off when I saw as much on the BBC News the other night.)

And in case you were concluding that everything that's anything takes place in Brooklyn these days (and after all, who could blame you), Howl!, the First Annual Festival of East Village Arts, has already kicked off with a confusing and all-embracing roster of movies, music, art, poetry and the long-overdue return of the formerly cosmic Wigstock Festival to its rightful home in Tompkins Square Park this Saturday.

My British friends will have no shortage of activities given that it's the Bank Holiday Weekend, which means the Reading Festival and the Notting Hill Carnival. Football's back too. Enjoy.


WHAT'S A SHUTTLEWORTH? (and where can I buy one?)

I've taken the mickey out of FRONT magazine a fair bit this past couple of weeks, and for generally good reasons. But at the back of the August issue, there's a properly informative interview that dovetails nicely with a recent music discovery, which answered for me one of life's most burning questions: Whatever happened to Jilted John? On his glorious single of that name back in 1978, John got dumped by his girlfriend Julie "while watching telly," after which he stormed off to the chip shop, only to see his erstwhile girlfriend holding hands with her new beau, Gordon. John's anguished cry "Gordon is a moron" inspired a whole nation of 14-year olds to sing along and the result was that Jilted John, singer and song, had perhaps the most unlikely top 5 hit of that summer.

John Shuttleworth: Julie's a thing of the past.

Of course, if you're a fan of Radio 4, watch BBC 2 or are otherwise attuned to 'alternative comedy', you might already know that Jilted John's creator, Graham Fellows, has been busy co-existing inside several other characters over the years. The most popular of these personalities is John Shuttleworth, a former "security guard from Rotherham" now working as a "versatile singer/songwriter" in and around Sheffield, accompanied by his trusted Yamaha organ, and its lo-fi drum rhythms and simplistic arrangements, and his 'sole agent' Ken. IJamming!'s own South Yorkshire connection, Sheffield Jamie, gave me a copy of Shuttleworth's The Yamaha Years CD before moving back to England - homesick for the Shuttleworth lifestyle, I suspect - and having listened to it so many times the songs reverberate around my head in bed, I can understand Jamie's reasoning.

The next John Shuttleworth? Sheffield Jamie gives it loads at the V Festival. Who let him onstage?

For while Shuttleworth's pastiche of the northern working men's club scene occasionally gets tiresome, there are several gently brilliant singalongs, and more than a few moments of true poetry. Try this, from 'You're Like Manchester (You've Got Strangeways)': "If I Rusholme to find you've been in Whalley's Range…my Belle Vue of the world will become a Fallow Field." And another chorus, "I feel like the man who lives on that farm which sits in the middle of the M62" (accompanied by quaint brass band pre-sets) seems particular pertinent given that I drove past that particularly incongrous locale four times last month on the journey from Yorkshire to Manchester.

Over the course of twenty songs, Shuttleworth's well of humor runs dry, especially when addressing animals: 'Save The Whale,' 'The Bee and The Wasp' and 'Pigeons In Flight' are testing at best. But then he'll pick it back up with a socially observant ditty like 'Shopkeepers In The North,' on which he compares the polite storeowners of Yorkshire ("if it needs repairs they'll lend you theirs while yours is being mended") with his naïve experiences in London ("My 'take care cock' in the butcher's shop was met with a look of violence"). That's not to mention his ode to his Austin Ambassador 'Y Reg', nor 'Do The Stars Remember?' on which he recalls his willingness to help Def Leppard's Joe Elliot out with a bandage for his cut knee back when the future Sheffield superstar was but a whippersnapper, and ponders why his generosity has never been requited.

Fellows came up with Shuttleworth after spending ten years in Manchester and several more in London. "I think it was being away from home, trying to rekindle Sheffield memories that made me start doing this daft character," he explains in Front. He fully admits that his character is a caricature of a distant era. "The Sheffield that I have in my head, and that John Shuttleworth talks about, bears no relation to reality. It's probably more of a Seventies Sheffield."

Still, there's an entire generation of Brits willing to relive the Seventies, and Shuttleworth's earnest nature – many of his songs and their spoken introductions concern his (blissfully) tedious life with his wife Mary – makes his nostalgia all the more plausible. Like Half Man Half Biscuit (whose ongoing recorded output I wrote about here) John Shuttleworth is a UK folk phenomenon, in that he only makes sense to those who've lived in Britain for a substantial period of their lives. Unlike the Tranmere band, Shuttleworth has a ready-made audience outside of his recording career, thanks to the tour documentary 500 Bus Stops and his regular airings on Radio 4. The number of fan sites dedicated to Fellows' alter ego (like this one, and this one) serve as further proof of his popularity.

Indeed, should you be reading this in Scotland and looking for a nice night out over the impending British Bank Holiday Weekend, you may care to know that John Shuttleworth's Pillock of the Community tour takes in Edinburgh, Aberdeen and, of all far-flung places, Lerwick over the coming week.

Should you be reading this in New York and have nothing better to do tomorrow, the 21st, you could spend your day trying to get tickets for next week's show by the original lineup of Duran Duran - Simon Le Bon, Nick Rhodes, John Taylor, Andy Taylor and Roger Taylor. Personally, I'd rather wallow in a bath of cold baked beans, but as I've noted before, Duran Duran were influential in the States in a way they most certainly weren't in the UK, inspiring many teen males to experiment with make up, hair dye and dresses on their way to discovering goth. The Duran Duran show sees the group return to the venue at which they made their American/New York debut (though the much-missed Ritz has long suffered under its currenty incarnation as guido club Webster Hall) and celebrates – if we can call it that - the band's 25th year in showbusiness.

Who did you miss the most these last 25 years? The original Duran Duran or the one and only Keith Moon?

Another silver anniversary comes up just a week or two later, as I've been reminded by various convention announcements and media enquiries. Keith Moon will have been dead for 25 years. We still miss him. What more appropriate occasion for me to finally edit down and post the interview I conducted with John Entwistle (also RIP) for the Keith Moon biography.... Please watch this space.



I made my way through a lot more of the British music mags over the weekend. And I take back what I wrote last week about Q: the Robbie Williams interview was fascinating and addictive, though only in the same way that a train wreck is fascinating and addictive. I've never really understood the Robbie Williams phenomenon any more than I grasp how or why Justin Timberlake is suddenly cool, and I'm totally baffled as to why some of my pushing-40 friends in the UK went off to Knebworth the other week to see the former Take Taht star perform in a field. But I'm as intrigued by the effects of stardom as anyone, and the notion of Williams living in a vast Beverly Hills mansion, surrounded by assistants and cooks, but absent friends or lovers, addicted to anti-depressants, leaving a guitar in every room to remind him how to play the things ("two chords and you've got a song," he says optimistically at one point), buying a new car and building an outhouse just for his dogs who seem to be the only creatures he allows himself to unreservedly love… it's tragic. You can't blame Q for running a sidebar referencing the similarly destabilizing effect the City of Angels has been proven to have on Billy Idol, Morrissey and Johnny Rotten. (On the subject of which, the Sex Pistols are playing Jones Beach this Thursday. I can not think of a worse venue for a less worthy reunion. Why, why, why oh why?)

Robbie and Justin: I just don't get it...

The fun thing about reading a bunch of music mags in one fell swoop is seeing where the press agrees unanimously and where it begs to differ. Right now, I couldn’t care if I never read about Kings of Leon again: almost every British music publication has printed almost the exact same blowjob interview as if it came perfectly prepared from the publicists with nothing needed but to enter the scribe's name and the word 'exclusive.' (Without exception, these interviews merely scratche the surface, avoiding the complicated but surely fascinating details of the Followill family's evangelical upbringing.) But then, when it comes to the matter of Shaun Ryder's semi-solo album Amateur Night at the Big Top, it's clearly a matter of personal taste and subjective opinion: Q awards it a paltry 1-star, Front a barely more-forgiving 2 stars, and Mojo and Bang a middling 3 stars. Uncut, on the other hand, goes for a generous 4 stars. And though I've had my run-ins with that review's author, I agree with his penultimate conclusion that "all things considered, you wouldn't want to be inside his head. But there's times when you need him inside yours."

Kings Of Leon: Blowjobs all round. Shaun Ryder: A difference of opinion.

Mojo and Bang both featured Radiohead on their August covers with accompanying interviews that made for barely more interesting reading than another Kings of Leon press release. I want to love Radiohead a lot more than I do, but with their eternal self-analysing – and those two eminently forgettable 'experimental' albums, Kid A and Amnesiac (each of which I bought and then barely played more than three or four times) - they don't make it easy. At first, it looks like Bang has nailed them. The upstart monthly, which presents itself as more of a fanzine than its corporate rivals, dares to assail the usually untouchable post-rock giants with an impassioned and highly personal confession of disappointment by Neil Kulkarni. "Radiohead were shit tonight," he declares of a live show in Edinburgh. "It was a crap gig. We're bored." And then he delivers this pertinent put-down. "For a band so critical of government they've made me feel like a dissastisfied voter."

Radiohead: Hail to The Thief

Indeed, for that whole first page, Kulkarni seems to express every nagging suspicion I've ever had, not just about Radiohead but about the whole nigh-impossible process of trying to reinvent rock music from inside the beast, and I'm somewhat surprised he's been allowed to free reign to tear apart the cover stars. But then I discover why: on the next page he sees the following night's show (in Manchester) and what appears to be a different band. "Radiohead were brilliant tonight. It was an unforgettable gig. We're in love again." I'm tempted to scream 'cop-out' but I admit: last time I saw the group in the flesh they were most certainly brilliant. It was my last outdoor rock show in the area before someone stole the backdrop – the Twin Towers and 3,000 lives with them. Hail to the thief/thieves indeed.

…Ah. Have I just segued into a muse on Greg Palast and the BBC? Seems so. Following the whole s**tstorm I dared kick up two weeks ago with my suggestion that the Beeb's News Department had a responsibility to live up to its charter and its proclaimed impartiality, I did get to view Palast's Newsnight piece on the 'theft of the Florida Election' and by extension, the Presidency. You can view it here. It's old (though not irrelevant) news now, but not only do I disagree with Forum poster Snotty Moore's claim that the BBC had some exclusive on this, and that no American media followed or investigated similar stories of corrupted voting rolls and ineligible ballots (because they most certainly did), but I have to say Palast's piece only fuels, or rather fueled, the argument that the BBC has been taking sides. A more one-sided, judgmental, entirely partial news report would be hard to find in any media, the erstwhile Prada and Izvestia included.

On his own site, Palast claims that his reports have had him dismissed by the right wing as a 'conspiracy theorist' but unfortunately he plays right into their hands by presenting himself as one. There are so many unanswered questions about the Florida election, and Palast has clearly been more determined than others to dig deep enough to get them, but by editing his reports so that they present only one side of the argument – he's got the good guys and bad guys so clearly defined that they may as well be wearing hats - he does nothing to convince anyone that he is interested in the truth, as much as that he wants to present a truth that supports his views.

I don't know if Newsnight has been making a point of balancing Palast's reports over the last couple of years – we don't get that show in the States, nor do we hear the Today radio show - but with the Hutton Inquiry into the suicide of scientist David Kelly, it's been ascertained that there are those within the BBC who themselves worry about such a prejudiced approach. Far from vindicating journalist Andrew Gilligan's report on the Today show that Tony Blair's Cabinet (or more precisely, Blair spin-meister and ex-journalist Alastair Campbell) 'sexed up' claims about Iraqi's weapons programs and that Kelly had used those words or implied as much, it appears that there were doubts from other senior correspondent and editors as to the tone and veracity of this report. The Today programme's editor, Kevin Marsh, sent an e-mail note to the head of BBC Radio News, calling Gilligan's report "a good piece of investigative journalism marred by flawed reporting….The biggest millstone has been the loose use of language and lack of judgment in some of the phraseology." (Which closely mirrors my own criticisms of the international news reports.)

More interestingly, Newsnight's own reporter Susan Watts, who herself aired a report about the BBC's Iraq dossier just days after Gilligan's, and who had also frequently used David Kelly as an unidentified source, delivered a damning condemnation of her employers in front of the Hutton Inquiry. At the end of a day of questioning last Wednesday in front of the Inquiry, Watts, and from here on in I'm quoting the fiercely left-wing Guardian (not the Wall Street Journal)...

said she wanted to explain why she had appointed her own QC.

"I felt under some considerable pressure from the BBC. I also felt the purpose of that was to help corroborate Andrew Gilligan's allegations, not for any news purposes," said Watts.

Mr Dingemans (the Inquiry Counsel) then asked Watts whether she thought her Newsnight stories corroborated Gilligan's allegations, including whether Alastair Campbell had inserted the 45 minute claim into last September's Iraq dossier.

"No I don't," she replied. "I felt there were significant differences between my reports and his reports."

"I felt the BBC was trying to mould my stories so they reached the same conclusions [as Gilligan]. That's why I sought independent legal advice. I'm most concerned about the fact there was an attempt to mould [my stories] so they corroborated [Gilligan's stories] which I felt was misguided and false," Watts said.

This is a shocking revelation, but it does establish at least one welcome fact: that devotion to the truth remains sacrosanct among at least some of the senior reporters who shape the news for much of the world. And that's all that people like myself are asking for. We love the BBC, we admire the BBC, and most of all, we want to trust the BBC. If we fear that it's no longer impartial, that it's colouring its reports with its own inside-the-media prejudice, we'll lose that trust and we'll start turning to other, less-informed, poorer-funded and/or politically-aligned media outlets for a balance.

In closing, I have a hunch that some good is going to come out of this Hutton Inquiry (itself appointed by Tony Blair almost immediately upon the news of Kelly's suicide) – that as well as reminding governments of the perils that come with exaggeration and spin, it will serve to inspire our globally admired news outlets to similarly stick with the facts and grant the public enough intelligence to figure out the truth for themselves.



One of the nice things about being a British music aficionado living in New York is that the latest UK, Irish and otherwise international sensations invariably come to town early in their careers – which as often as not also turns out to be at the peak of their fame - and play club venues that would barely hold a tenth of their fan-base back home.

That's them in the corner: The Thrills play acoustic at Shout!

Such was the case last Sunday when The Thrills, the Irish quintet whose debut album So Much For The City has spent seven weeks and counting in the UK top 20, played a free acoustic gig for the weekly Shout! party, upstairs at Bar 13 off of Union Square. If you're a Thrills fan, you'd have been salivating at the prospect and likely queuing up outside the venue hours before doors opened. But in the States, where only elite trainspotters (most of them in the media) study overseas trends, the Thrills are yet to generate enormous interest. The crowd at Shout! was keen, but not so much so that anyone held a spot on the floor before the show.

For my part, I attended with an unusually low degree of prior knowledge. I was aware of the buzz on the band while in the UK last month, but didn't buy the Thrills' album as I knew it would be coming out in the States any day now. I picked up the Kills album instead. You should forgive me: after all, The Thrills' name seems carefully contrived to appeal to the current buzz for monosyllabic monikers, along the lines of The Strokes, the Kills, the Hives and the Vines, when as it turns out, the band has more in common with fellow Dubliners Hothouse Flowers than they do any of the garage bands with which their name might assume association. And while they're no less retro than anyone else taking up ink space at the moment, The Thrills' obsession is decidedly west coast and extremely laid back: The Byrds, Buffalo Springfield and the Beach Boys rather than the Stones, the Pistols or the Stooges.

That might explain why they failed to start a fire at 13 on Sunday: the audience for Shout! likes its rock'n'roll laced with boogie, or at least played with loud guitars. The Thrills opted instead to tone it down, three of them sitting down, only keyboard player Kevin Horan audibly using amplification. It was a gig better suited for a Sunday afternoon than Sunday night, and I admit to having had some trouble staying awake when it came 1.30 in the morning.

Still, a great song is a great song at any time of day and under (almost) any arrangement, and I found it reassuring that the two numbers I noted - 'Big Sur' and 'One Horse Town' – are also the group's recent singles. Complementary odes to restlessness and adventure, the former warns "don't go back to the big city," the latter regrets settling down "in a one-horse town". It's no surprise then that the band has found some sort of happiness on the Californian coast, where it can indulge its influences, admire the surf, and proclaim its independence, all the while knowing that the big city and its accompanying music biz is never too far away.

Eyes Wide Shut: The Thrills in full concentration mode. Note the Some Girls and Bitch t-shirts. trying to make a point, boys?

It was a pleasant performance, Conor Deasy's gorgeous falsetto voice ably aided by the harmonies of guitarists Padraic McMahon and Daniel Ryan and their acoustic accompaniments. The presence of beards in the band was a little disconcerting – excuse me my fear of us all reverting to the mid-70s long-haired, prog-rock look – and the audience was enthusiastic without being ecstatic, but I was glad to have attended. The Thrills have the songwriting to justify their acclaim. Then again, so did the Hothouse Flowers fifteen years ago. Whether Dublin's musical gypsies will still be in mainstream contention come the third album is entirely up to them – and the vagaries of fashion.

A word for my friends at Shout!. I understand the desire to hold back the live shows so people get a taste of the club and don't split the moment the band is finished. But one in the morning – especially one o'clock on a Monday morning – is just too damn late. The air of anticipation meant that no one was willing to take to the dance floor before the gig, and by the time the band was finished, it left barely two hours to make up for it. A midnight show time would get more people in the door to see the bands in the first place, and leave some of us – yes I'm talking for myself here – enough time to enjoy some of the excellent DJing too.

AUG 11-17: The New York blackout, Restaurant reviews, The Media as Watchdog, What I Bought On My Holidays
AUG 4-10: Step On again, Shaun W. Ryder, Jack magazine, the BBC, the Weather, Detroit Cobras, football and Rock'n'Roll
JULY 28-AUG 3: De La Guarda, The Rapture, Radio 4, Stellastarr*, Jodie Marsh, A Tale of Two Lions, Hedonism launch photos,
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
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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)
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the iJamming! Book Review
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Part 2: New York Wines
Part 3: Loire Wines
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30 Albums 10 Songs

Tips for the marathon virgin.

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Interviewed in 1979

The iJamming! Interview: UNDERWORLD

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Chapter 3: THE PALACE

The iJamming! Interview

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Available Now!
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10 Years (Apiece)

The iJamming! Wine Round Up October 2002, including:
Sauvignon Blanc
Pinot Noir
Rhône Rangers
Southern France

The whole 1990s catalogue

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interviewed in 1978

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Fran Healy explains why "you cannot own a song."

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