Acid, kitty cats, and lightsaber c**ksucking blues.
A classic installment of Andrew Falkous Presents.
“I had given everything to it, to this, and now, well, now I was making a call which started with the words ‘We don’t have an album.’”
“‘People are not pieces of paper, after all.’ No, he thought, but they can be reduced to that with the right equipment.”
Andy Falkous dissects the evolutions, both of genre and band name, on Smote Reverser.
The outspoken Welsh punk rocker debates the pros and cons of indie venues — with someone who may or may not be himself.
Sometime in the early 2000s, back when I was fat (but not so fat that I couldn’t walk up some stairs) I saw a band called the Coachwhips play Cardiff.
