If there’s an award for album title of the year, this wins it, surely? Arising like a mutant bastard love child of Guru Guru and Acid Mothers Temple from the putrid swamp at the mouth of the River Mersey, Zen…
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“Out here in the perimeter there are no stars” said Mr Morrison, and where Fleetwood in Lancashire is concerned the metaphor becomes soot flecked reality if we are to believe the various hideous epithets appended to his home town by…
View More Fred Laird – Earthling Society
And so Earthling Society, a criminally ignored bunch of freaks stuck out on the edge of a murky foul-smelling estuary way up North send me their latest offering to the indifferent gods of not-so-popular taste. Lauded by Julian Cope many…
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