Twenty One Pilots. I don’t think I have read a bad review about them. Anyone who seems upset with this band has completely misinterpreted them as something a lot more threatening than they are. The on…
Oxford came out in their vintage looks in their masses to form maybe the biggest queue I have ever seen in Oxford in anticipation for Scott Bradlee's Post Modern Jukebox. I never knew that Oxford had …
It’s brave to be a Bowie tribute act. So many people have such a fierce love and fond memory of the artist that anything slightly incorrect would be awkward. That being said, if you're at a David Bowi…
Wolf Alice had a peculiar gig dynamic. They managed to cultivate the feeling of a festival in an hour and a half set - girls on shoulders, drinks in hand, Bohemian atmosphere and singer Ellie Rowsell …
I haven't cried at a gig in years. I haven’t felt true musical-related hysteria at a gig in even longer. I can’t remember the last time I went to a gig and left completely besotted with a band. Ent…
It doesn’t feel right to like Rick Astley. As a girl that has grown up mercilessly rickrolling her friends, it feels just wrong to look at him with anything other than contempt. In preparation for …
Bears In Trees feel like it should have never been, but somehow became against the odds and ended up landing into the weird indie sad boy scene. Obviously, there's a space for them, with around 15 tho…
It has been 12 years since The Feeling’s debut album 12 Stops And Home came out and it is still about as romantic and longing as an album can be when named in reference to the Picadilly line. As the m…
Before I start talking about Busted’s London show there are a few things I have to say: 1. Charlie Simpson objectively has the most beautiful voice 2. My Busted phase was still rampant less than a y…
Ah the 80's, a time of mixtapes, questionable fashion choices, and this mildly terrifying Michael Jackson ET poster... But, attempt to forget that image we've now scarred into your memory, and you mig…
