Alright, let me keep this 100. I hate listicles. And this, ladies and gentlemen, damn sure is a listicle. If it looks like a listicle, barks like a li...
My intuition tells me, I am not yet ready to listen to David Bowie's Black Star album. Something else has to be done first.
Today I have the pleasure of talking to the two people who are responsible for David Bowie's look in The Man Who Fell To Earth. May Routh created the beautiful costumes and Martin Samuel is responsible for that red, chic shock of hair.
Thugger now wants to be referred to as Jeffrey, his real name. Jeffrey's cover features the Atlanta rapper in a blue dress with tiered cascading ruffles that wrap around his white buttoned-down shirt, an outfit which took him an hour and a half just to put on. Apparently, this is controversial because of the masculinity that pervades the rap industry, and because of the cover, he even held back its release for some time.
If you are having a bad day as a performer, it is best to avoid the Royal Mile incase you punch a clown in the face for trying to get you involved in a piece of site specific theatre. If you see/ know a performer having a bad day, give them a hug or buy them a drink, you can also remind them that Bowie was shit for ten years (Circa Laughing Gnome) but they may also punch you for this info.
There is reason to be optimistic about what the future might hold. The fear and pessimism that has characterised recent times, and that continues to grip and paralyse our political culture, can and should be relegated to the past.
The future of the celebrity interview is on podcasts and two genre-resistant Brits are at the vanguard. Adam Buxton is a comedian, actor, writer, musician, music video director, broadcaster and half of an adored double-act, Scroobius Pip a spoken-word poet, hip-hop artist, broadcaster and now actor.
How many times have I seen "Stop it, 2016!" in the past few weeks? Graphs showing the upsurge in celebrity death, memes about George R. R. Martin writing the year, demands to put all sorts of international treasures in cotton wool. But shouldn't we be ready for this?
The atmosphere was an emotionally charged maelstrom of celebration and mourning. Nine hundred Bowie fans - some music legends in their own right - singing their hearts out in the dimmed Gothic beauty of the Union Chapel in north London.
It's a story of serendipity. Beatie Wolfe, singer songwriter and digital pioneer of the NFC-launched album Montagu Square met me at, well, 34 Montagu...
Music is a cornerstone of all of our lives, whether it's a song playing on the radio during the morning drive to work, an intimate gig with 100 people on the top floor of a pub, or a festival in a muddy field at the height of summer.
"Right. So drink up, get back upstairs and don't come down until there's at least two three-ways, some bi-curious exploration and a clever yet provocative pun for the title."
Someone I've interviewed since - Lemmy I think, but maybe Ian Hunter - told me that the music you get into when you're 14 is the music that stays with you forever, that nothing will ever sound as good as those songs. At 14 I was in a world created by David Bowie.
If you are not familiar with the film, it stars David Bowie as Jareth, the Goblin King, who steals 15-year-old Sarah's baby brother away when she carelessly wishes for it to happen because he won't stop crying. Jareth says she can only have him back if she completes the Labyrinth. Apparently, Jareth does this because he is in love with Sarah, and wants to grant her wishes...
The start of 2016 was a busy one, sadly it was one filled with mourning. Fresh out of a December that was rocked by Motorhead metal-god Lemmy's death, we were all faced with another disastrous affair that no-one really expected - the death of rock legend and musical chameleon David Bowie.
Remember David Bowie but Mark Perryman argues with a purpose A cultural icon passes away and the routine of acres of newsprint, pullout supplements a...