The return of the wrap
The wrap isn’t the only thing that’s back, Mack. Say yo (again) to Gizoogle. Bruce Springsteen playing Kilkenny in July? That’s the word on (some of) the streets of the Marble City. All will be revealed about who exactly is …
The wrap isn’t the only thing that’s back, Mack. Say yo (again) to Gizoogle.
Bruce Springsteen playing Kilkenny in July? That’s the word on (some of) the streets of the Marble City. All will be revealed about who exactly is playing Nowlan Park this summer when The Big Announcement is made on Thursday morning. Springsteen shows at four different Irish locations in July would be one hell of a tale, but them tickets are selling so fast that Team Bruce may well say yes.
Have you heard the one about the £3,000 single?
KnowIreland: good stuff about Ireland, updated daily.
The end of the landline
Perhaps we’ll get our guests at tonight’s Banter to discuss this one: why are some male hip-hop fans hating on girls digging rap music?
MySpace’s latest problem? No, not JT. Credibility.
The indie record label commandments, per the Transgressive label
Mike Masnick’s new music business analysis report The Sky Is Rising finds that “the number of licensed music services in the six European countries increased five-fold between 2007 and 2011, while live revenues are forecast to have grown healthily in five of them over that period”
Joe Strummer rules OK, take one. The Future Is Unwritten
Good overview on the current state of music writing.
Indie music and race: “when I listened to rock music as a kid, it often felt like I was sneaking past the guards of racial barriers and into a cool party I wasn’t invited to. But I didn’t want to feel that way. I just wanted to enjoy the music just like everybody else.”
Man, SXSW must be near. Is the music industry ripe for gamification? Like, yeah.
The fascinating story of Abel Meeropol, the man who wrote “Strange Fruit”
Why 2012 (remember 2012?) was a year of monocultural pleasure in pop.
Best lunch with the FT feature ever: Shane Smith from the Vice empire meets the man from the Pink ‘Un at Gjelina in Venice Beach, California. On the menu: skinny jeans, taking LSD at the Westminster Dog Show, fettuccine, Afghanistan, hipsters, duck, why Rupert Murdoch is a murderer and naps.
Quentin Tarantino on the music of Django Unchained.
Joe Strummer rules OK, take two. The Clash live in Japan, 1982
The Best New Music Site On The Whole Interweb is….Gigfi
Would you pay $2.45 million for investing.com? Well, someone did. The 25 most expensive items from the internet domain shopping spree
In praise of TV: TV critic Alan Sepinwall tells the story of how a dozen TV shows, from Breaking Bad to The Wire came to be as good as they were,
Onetwothreefour: The Ramones in London, New Year’s Eve, 1977