After taking a year off to regroup, I was back at Iceland Airwaves, kicking off the month of November in the Icelandic capital city of ReykjavÃk and wondering exactly why missing the 2024 edition was a good idea, as it remains – however clichéd – unquestionably the coolest music festival on the entire planet. Arriving... Continue Reading →
Soak Me To My Skin
I've always had an interesting relationship with the Stone Roses. Not that there was any snuggle time with Messrs. Brown and Squire; no, this was purely based on sonic love and lust. The band's 1989 debut is looked at - rightfully so - as their one-off masterpiece. Due to a much publicized court battle with... Continue Reading →