out of the woods: a folklore essay

In the quiet of night, with the only light being from fairy lights taped to the wall, reminders of Christmas long past, the cat sleeping quietly at the end of the bed. With my eyes closed, with headphones on to quiet the rattle of the fan, this is the way I have listened to records for the longest time – since adolescence, playing Tori Amos CDs in the shadow of the person I had not yet grown...

“You Thought Then, In That Moment, That If You Turned Back, Then In The Distance…”

It's summer! So I am told! Not that I would know, as I look pensively out the window from Chateu de Kattunge at endless grey skies, but still, I thought I should do something summery, so I went back and looked at the track-listing for a pair of tapes I originally made last summer, and that I played a lot when I was homesick in Japan, and I sort of tidied them up, and, well here they...

MANIC STREET PREACHERS “JOURNAL FOR PLAGUE LOVERS”

‘Cleaning, and cooking, and flower-arranging / dissolves a kind of liberation.’ "Virginia State Epileptic Colony" by Manic Street Preachers It seemed like a good time to revisit this album. Recorded in 2009, Journal for Plague Lovers acts as a companion piece to The Holy Bible, the last studio album recorded with the band's former "rhythm guitarist" and childhood friend,...

90’s Artefact: SHAMPOO

‘Hippy chicks are sad and supermodels suck / riot grrrls, diet grrrls, who really gives a fuck?'"Viva La Megababes" by Shampoo Sitting outside Woolworth's in Stevenage, a girl whose name I can no longer remember regarded me with slight disappointment as I lifted the CD single from its plastic bag, turning it over, examining the cover's collage of similar photographs dyed in different colours...