Regular readers know that on a Friday I normally publish a film review, but I was unable to get to the cinema…
My hypothesis on the real reason Green Day frontman Billie Joe Armstrong smashed his guitar on stage at the iHeartRadio festival this…
THE KILLOUGH CHRONICLES | REVIEWS
by James Killough
I know, I was supposed to post on Tuesday, but I’m not sure that properly speaking I had a Tuesday. Well, I had sort of one, but it was in Delhi, which wasn’t really a Tuesday in the West,…
Song lyrics are not poetry. Alone, they are paint in search of a canvas. They are clingy lovers who insist on doing everything with their partners. They gaze longingly into the eyes of music and say, “You complete me.” Music grits its teeth and thinks, why are you so goddamn needy?
Yet who gets all…
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