Bought for a quid in a charity shop in Norwich, as a nostalgia trip for an LP I owned in my proggiest teenage phase - an LP purchase I...

I heard an Arto Lindsay song on Radio 3's Late Junction about 20 years ago, and kept my eyes open for his work. Finding this in a charity...

I’ve no recollection where I bought this, a 2CD compilation of the Modern Lovers, but can’t imagine how anyone could see this and leave...

Throughout the 1970s, Dark Side Of The Moon was the standard all other prog albums were judged by, but I don’t really recall listening to...

I knew little about the Waterboys other than the hit single The Whole Of The Moon, which always seemed to be playing during a...

I was lent this album by a friend in the mid 1990s, I’d never heard of Bob Mould, and was only vaguely aware of Husker Du. The album’s...

Kraftwerk, the wilderness years. They’d had the surprise hit with Autobahn in 1974, and it wouldn’t be until 1981 that the rest of the...

It’s 1978, and loud guitars thrashing out simplistic beats with angry lyrics are all the rage. So what does Brian Eno, erstwhile...

After a brief hiatus, HMHB reformed to make this, their third album, with title (and cover photo) taken fro Michael Palin’s Ripping Yarn,...

First year of university, and this was one of those records we sat round and actually listened to. And this geeky looking bloke on the...

Julian Cope’s second post Teardrops album, with its cover featuring the artist naked beneath a large turtle shell, might be thought to...

I was introduced to Jacques Brel by Scott Walker (not personally), and was aware that Rod McKuen, American (I thought he was Canadian...

Tom Verlaine died yesterday. Marquee Moon is one of those albums that’s been with me for over forty years, and been revisited frequently in that time, so this is a sad listen. See No Evil is a reasonable song, but it’s not until Venus that the power of Television’s debut kicks in, with Verlaine’s trademark guitar sound powering through his angst ridden vocals. And that combination of sneering (dare I say, punk?) vocals with dexterous guitar work that enhances without ever

The whole Madchester thing passed me by. The combination of Manchester, laddishness and drug culture really put me off, at a time in my...

I had this on vinyl long ago, but only bought it yesterday on CD. Three for £1.50 in the charity shop, but I really couldn’t find two...

This was released in 1977, while I was still at school, sniffily looking down my nose at these scruffy punks and their noisy music, none...

The algorithm now dictates a run of artists who have tempted me to make multiple CD purchases, so it’s the turn of the good Captain. Boot...

I first came across Nick Cave at about the time of this album, when a friend made me a mixtape (ask your grandad, kids) which included the manic Saint Huck . I enjoyed that but didn't think much more of Cave, until buying a copy of The Good Son in a sale about ten years later. From then on, I was bitten, first seeing them at Royal Festival Hall in 1999, where they played Saint Huck for the first time in eons. By then I'd picked up a 'best of' which contained a couple of tra

This is throwing up all sorts of surprises - I was sure the first BB would be Back To Basics, the compilation containing this album and...

Famously described by his daughter, Martha, as “a man who wrote songs about his children instead of raising them”, I remembered Loudon...