…and back to the V Festival. I’ve mentioned a couple of early highlights from day one, but while the Ordinary Boys and Dizzee Rascal were brilliant, they weren’t the very best. Exhilarated by the Ordinary Boys, we arrived at the JJB Arena in time to capture Natasha Bedingfield (this year’s bubblegum pop) on Continue reading
What with the V Festival and a wedding tomorrow (oh no, today), we’ve been on holiday this week (and so I’m blogging at what for me is an odd hour). However, rotten weather’s kept us from getting out so much so we spent an enjoyable afternoon watching Lost. It’s ever so American, if Continue reading
It’s time to rush out to Mancunian newsstands as City Life (Manchester’s Guardian Media Group published Time Out) has a three page spread on the city’s bloggers written by yours truly. It’s a little odd for a PR man like myself to venture into freelance journalism: people normally go the other way. Journalism’s Continue reading
So we’d sat through a bit of Joss Stone, but V Festival 2005 began proper with Ordinary Boys: ‘I expected to see middle aged couples picnicking’. And they would have if the stewards had let our chairs in. Nevertheless, some serious skanking took place that awoke the Channel 4 stage. The snipe comes Continue reading
Pacifist geeks get guns, feel better for it, but are ultimately corrupted by their weapons’ ‘true nature’. Or should that be their own true nature. Either way Dear Wendy makes for an intelligent exploration of social exclusion and the attractiveness of cults, while a superb ’60s soundtrack proves its creators’ Dogme days are Continue reading
