There are only seven types of story in the world. And thanks to the books we read, and the films and TV shows we watch, we've experienced them all hundreds of times...
In Simon Reynolds' splendidly comprehensive discussion of pop culture's obsession with its own backstory Retromania, he states that "every generation as it ages will want to see its musical youth mythologised and memorialised." Looking at the eras currently being eagerly painted with the nostalgia brush, one decides Reynolds can only be right.
Everyone has had their own gateway into alternative/indie music. The Cure, The Smiths, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Sonic Youth, The Stone Roses - they've all provided a door through which to enter the alternative grotto of delights. For me, that door was The Wonder Stuff.
With the assistance of my publication of choice, Melody Maker, my eyes were opened to an increasingly large list of often ridiculously-named bands. The movement's zenith for me will always be the early 1990s; but time (i.e. the press) has not been kind to the memory of the indie music from this period.
Musical genres, eh? I don't know. I mean you knew where you were with Anthrax. And even in their heyday, you were never allowed
What do bands do when they're not doing anything?... You know when you've been on a business trip and you get back to the office and have to do the million things you didn't do while you were on the business trip? That.
I fear that the reason for the Mumfords' status as "one of the most maligned bands in the world", to borrow Drowned In Sound's phrase, is nothing more complicated than that old cliché: build 'em up, and knock 'em down.
Australia is already well acquainted with Calling All Cars having played support to some of the biggest bands in the world
This weekend the hallowed fields of Donington Park will welcome 120,000 metal heads to bang their heads, throw their horns and lose their minds to a who's who of metal, rock and alternative music.
Hong Kong has always held itself in high esteem as Asia's beating financial and commercial heart, but Clockenflap, a music and arts festival that's managed to stake out its territory on the banks of Victoria harbour overlooking Hong Kong's famous skyline, is rallying against everything corporate and clean-cut in the region.