Yeah … he's said some pretty right-wing things in the past (The Guardian got on his back about it a while ago), but coming of age under Tony Blair must've been confusing compared with coming of age under Thatcher (who Fucked The Kids).

Isn't it generally known that crucifixion involved the wrists rather than the palms, which could in no way bear the weight? Sorry to be serious, but I am trying to capsize this whole Jesus thing. It's been going on too long.

Isn't @avclub-4602fc349ffc0ad649190e937f2a5f14:disqus suggesting that, at 72, a black man will have lived about three lifetime's worth of shit, compared to a white man's one? Fair comment, I think.

Funnily enough, @avclub-0edf30a984c91fe16daa1a9d45f2e08f:disqus , I was listening to Paul Westerberg when I posted earlier, but didn't think to make the link.
Singer-songwriterdom and punk can also meet happily in thrashed folk stylings, I reckon, which is what Frank Turner's good at.

Listen to 'Try This At Home' - he nicely combines a bit of both, I think.

Cheers, @avclub-d0dfbf82a0232e4c63faf5016c25b7d5:disqus Pretty sure we don't have this distinction in the UK - cider is cider, and apple juice isn't - but I can't be sure as no cider has passed my lips for a quarter of a century at least. It's a gateway to whisky, and that's the way it should be.

Leave that shit behind at age 13.

Spiritualized's Ladies and Gentlemen … soothes whatever ails me from day to day.

Thank you. Isn't cider a drink for the strictly pubescent, though?

What on God's green Earth is 'hard cider'? Cider is cider and there it ends, in my book.

Oh, we try to keep up, don't you worry about that.

Elbow, according to Dennis Potter, and who are we to argue?

This should be a thread: songs ruined by heartache. Or even artists ruined: I can't listen to Jeff Buckley anymore.

Doesn't look like it. And me neither. Sorry.

Hadn't Robbie Robertson just produced a Neil Diamond album or something like that? He seemed to genuinely rate ND. But I agree, he doesn't quite fit.

The first album that was bought for me that I still listen to and love was The Best Of Blondie. I was about 10. I loved them as a pop act then, but of course now I appreciate them as a New York band, though a poppy one. Denis, Dreaming, Union City Blue … it's pretty non-stop greatness.

Making Movies is a great album, final track aside of course. Hand In Hand is totally gorgeous.

Evel Kareebel - I live in Newcastle upon Tyne, which I think counts as more exclusive.

Anything happening with Cronenberg's supposed adaptation of London Fields? Or what?

So, Mike Love to play himself? (Hope he reads that.)