Kurt Cobain at the Marquee, New York, US (September 28, 1991)
Just started listen to Graham’s solo work and realised that Graham Coxon is an education.
We’re going on a tour of Manchester’s town centre – “droplifting” tickets for the Charlatans gig taking place that night. For the uninitiated, droplifting is the opposite of shoplifting: instead of stealing stuff, you leave a gift.
Tim Burgess just strikes me as a perfect sweetheart.
Young Jarvis Cocker looks a bit like a hip James Acaster (or the other way round, I suppose), and that’s not a bad thing
“Hold me down, all the world’s asleep Need you now, you’ve knocked me off my feet”
I couldn’t have summed up listening to Definitely Maybe at 3 AM better myself.
Also on a related note, I’m starting a new radio show in two weeks, and it’s British music overload, which is basically me dumping my entire music collection onto the airwaves and I AM SO EXCITED FOR IT!
“Your music’s shite, it keep me up all night” is genuinely one of the most scathing burns I have heard around town.
Also, does Married With Children sound a bit like She’s Electric on the next album to anyone?
“The start of the day is just the end of the night”
And damn right, it’s 4 AM.
I realised I started listening to the Deluxe version of Definitely Maybe, and I might be in for a long night. There’s three discs.
The sooonshain in Cigarettes and Alcohol gets me every single time and I wish bands were half as confident in their natural accents as Oasis were.