HOLY SHIT!! I feel like at some point over the past month a lunatic scientist managed to distil the essence of PURE-PARTY and inject it into my spinal column! It’s been intense, have you missed me? Probably not. Have you missed hearing about the most unreal kickass bands in the whole world, before anyone else? […]
This week’s new music blog from Alex Baker contains illness, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, sacks of wine, all the words in the world, toasted cheese sandwiches and a picture of a man wearing an apron. Only an apron. Serious, there is no controlling the man. Check it after the jump.
[FRONT: This is Alex Baker’s latest column. Judging by the amazing bonkersness of the next few paragrahs, we think he may have enjoyed an alcoholic beverage while writing this. It’s incredibly crazy. Find out for yourself after the jump…]
You know when you’re so fucking hungover your whole life hurts? Yeah, that. Last week consisted of a rock’n’roll awards ceremony followed by two after parties and three days of solid field-to-field drinking at Download with the industry branch of Alcoholics Anonymous (aka Bury Tomorrow, Aled In Glass Houses, Don Broco, While She Sleeps and […]