On Friday night, I went to see Prince at the O2 arena, arrriving, after a horrendous journey, with a couple of minutes to spare. I was going to write about this long, long evening, but I was with a journalist and a blogger and my brother Paul who has his own, really interesting internet music list, and the sun is shining, so sod it, let them do it if they can be bothered (oh, just checked and Paul already has). Just two pieces of advice if you’re thinking of going: don’t expect to be able to get anything to eat at O2 after the show, and don’t expect Prince to show up to his own aftershow, even though that’s how it’s advertised (and priced). We…

I don’t tend to write about telly here. That’s not because of snobbery on my part. I suspect I watch as much TV as the next Sky+ user. Usually it’s less in the summer because we’re sitting outside until it gets dark, but not this rain soaked year. No, I don’t write about the TV I watch because my tastes tend to be pretty well reflected in the broadsheet type media that I read, and what’s the point of writing ‘me too, me too’ when there are so many more obscure things to bring to people’s attention? However, I was at the end of year party with some of my MA students last night and realised that none of them had even heard of ‘The…

I’ve got this cotton shirt that only comes out once or twice a year, for parties where there is bound to be dancing to really good music and very special gigs. I bought it at a shop called ‘Culture Vulture’ on Hockley about twenty years ago (and it still fits!). A “CHARLIE Boo Boo” short sleeved cotton shirt covered with insignias for early rock’n’roll legends, from Fats Domino to Clyde McPhatter to the Big Bopper and the Diamonds, Buddy Knox, Eddie Cochran, The Crickets and loads more in a fetching orange, red and blue. The Miracles should be on there – they formed in 1955, so they’re of the right era, but they didn’t have their first hit until 1960, so they’re not. The shirt…

I wasn’t sure about telling friends I was going to see this show, never mind blogging about it, as you don’t get much more cheesy than Andy Williams. I was the plus one of my friend Mike, who was reviewing it for the local paper, and we were both there for much the same reason, to connect with our childhoods. The Andy Williams Show was regular Belbin family evening TV viewing and his ‘It’s So Easy’ album was played a lot. And there’s a connection to earlier in the week too, in that I saw REM play Williams’ signature song, ‘Moon River’ the first time I saw them, at Rock City 23 years ago. The show is something of a revelation. At 79, his voice…

Just back from Dublin where Sue and I watched the first two nights in the Olympia (you can see us in the picture David Bell took left if you use a magnifying glass – we’re fourth and fifth from the right in the third row of the balcony on the first night – the other picture is one Sue took of the band). Terrific little theatre, where we met up with the UK’s biggest REM fan, Henry, and his son George before and after the show. Despite the ‘rehearsal’ nature, it was exciting stuff. The band’s new material is nothing like ‘Around The Sun’, but often harks back to the glam rock end of ‘Monster’ and ‘New Adventures In Hi-Fi’. The new song setlist was…