I remember 1976, the hottest summer until recently, and the words from my mother coming in the form of, “Put a shirt on…” as I strode meaningfully across ...
Since before I was buying albums myself, I was always interested in the artwork. From picking up the “album covers artwork” book in the school library and leafing ...
A tall wiry figure stands clutching his electric guitar, a black and white frame captures a moment when I would have been too young to appreciate or even ...
The eighties were a bad time for hair, there you go, I’ve said it. Philip Oakey sported an outrageous, off-kilter flick. Something so bad he doesn’t even have ...
