This second installment will not be a blog about jet lag because seriously how boring would that be? But it would be unfair not to mention it because it is significant. I.e. Day one actually lasted two days, one of which was spent on planes.
The backlash was clearly not envisaged, and raises the question how did the artists, many of whom have their own brands, or are seen as brands in their own right, manage to get it so wrong?
Having taken time off since his rise to success in 2013 to focus on honing his craft, PW has since performed twice at the legendary S.O.B's venue in...
It's fair to say Paris has progressed on the island over the last two seasons: starting with a four week Wednesday night residency back in 2013, she's now taking over Amnesia's Main Room whilst Matinee will control The Terrace for an incredible nine week Saturday night residency this year.
Fast-forward two decades and beneath any commemorative fanfare have been many writers and BTL-commenters denouncing the whole Britpop movement as derivative and worthless, as merely 'recycled' 60s music.
Even when I headed up MTV Base, Idris would come and see me and send me any music he was working on. So it was a huge, wonderful surprise to me few years back, when I heard that my old mate was now a Hollywood star.
Master drummer Steve White (The Style Council and Paul Weller), bassist Damon Minchella (Ocean Colour Scene), and singer-songwriter/guitarist Matt Deighton (Mother Earth, Paul Weller and Oasis) have coalesced as The Family Silver, drawn almost inexorably to each other after all these years. And with a novel plan.
Last week I made the mistake of writing one of those Open Letters you hear about. I wrote it in response to a request from Garbage's management company that they'd like my permission to use a photo that I took and I own in a book they intend to publish and sell for money. But they'd like to not pay me. Since it went out on the internet it's caused a huge debate...
Now then... What's happening? Out or nowt? Probably nowt eh? So I get to Korea... South Korea to be precise... Seoul in fact to be exact. I do f**king LOVE that place and here are a few reasons why:
As I looked around the room it was completely out of balance. Where were all the women? So I courageously walked up to the front and asked the accommodating panel why they thought that was and how collectively we can change that within the music industry.
Just as we were thinking about launching a magazine independently, financed by maxed out credit cards and money found down the back of the sofa, it seemed that suddenly we could slug it out with the big boys and girls on an almost even playing ground. We would be able to get to our niche audience via the magic of the internet.
Already I'm excited to visit the place where trained parrots sing Beatles songs, The Robot Restaurant, and the bar where tiny monkeys bring you edamame beans (I have been assured that the monkeys are very well treated and only work for two hours a day).
The email says that you really like some of the photos I took of you and would like to use them in your book. It also says that in return for the use of my photos you will give me a "proper credit" but that given it is planned to be a self release the budget is "financially limited", by which your management company mean "we're not going to pay you".
What blew me away was her PRESENCE. It's easy for many acts to be great on tracks, but crap live. Nicki smashed it at levels above and beyond I was truly expecting. She hardly ever mimed, she danced her heart out, spoke to us and her presence was immense!
I suspect Bear & The Woods often get compared to Mumford & Sons or other folk tinged bands and I can see why. It's an easy (and boring) comparison to make and one that I think is particularly lazy. While the two bands may share the same love of melody, that's where any comparison should end.
Mollah's ideas tie in to a growing complaint from the student movement at the moment - that their education is stuffed to bursting point with white, dead men. Recently, the University of the Arts London addressed this very issue, branding their courses 'stale, pale and male.'