Britpop by Robbie Williams (2026)
In the autumn of 2025, for reasons known only to god, I subjected myself to a deep dive into Robbie […]
In the autumn of 2025, for reasons known only to god, I subjected myself to a deep dive into Robbie […]
Phil fucking Collins was everywhere in the 1980s – on the cover of this ubiquitous gazillion-selling album, for example, which
Fittingly enough from the perspective of someone whose biggest hit was a Christmas song, Chris Rea died at the end
I must say, broadly speaking, this ongoing deep dive into Elton John’s 1970s “imperial phase” has impressed me more than
If I had to compile a list of my favourite rock bands, then it would mainly comprise miserable pricks from
Continued from part II. Reality Killed the Video Star (2009)After Rudebox bombed, Robbie “went into rehab” and, by all accounts,
I watched this film in the presence of two small children who were absorbed in Ozzy: The Great Furscape on
As every New Statesman-reading Sociology postgrad is all too aware and ready to remind you in a lengthy lecture, popular
Continued from part I. Swing When You’re Winning (2000)I suppose I’m obliged to write something here, as objectionable as I
The last film I reviewed for this blog was 1995’s godawful sci-fi action schlockfest Congo and, in a striking coincidence,