more improbable band t-shirts

The motherlode seems to be at this South American fashion blog. But a lot of those featured aren’t actually all that improbable, I guess. Maybe Ashlee Simpson is such a tortured soul that she regularly plays the first three Sabbath albums on rotation? For all I know David Beckham, Miley Cyrus and Charlotte Church really …

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Sex Pistols: Sir Philip Green’s “Cash From Chaos”

  This is Sir Philip Green, the billionaire boss of Topshop, Dorothy Perkins and Miss Selfridge among others.  These UK companies are part of Green’s Arcadia Group which is in turn owned by Taveta Investments Limited, which is registered to an office on the tax-haven island of Jersey. Taveta Investments is owned by Green’s family …

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Beyond the Implode meets Youarehear in the ruins of Downing Street

Beyond The Implode Anarcho Punk Podcast for Youarehear by Johnedenuk on Mixcloud A collaboration between Martin and the good folks of Youarehear. With some help from me. Classic and obscure tunes with some verbal commentary both refined and rabid. Unfortunately anarchopunk wasn’t able to overcome the contradictions of capitalism and all the main players …

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the historification of “goth”

I’ve previously written about my teenage years hanging around with goths in St Albans: In mid eighties suburban Hertfordshire, goth was pretty good lowest common denominator “alternative” fodder. Black clothes were de rigeur anyway and we tended to huddle together with the other weirdos to avoid violence from people who took exception to our appearance. …

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the sixteenth gig I can remember going to

Click here for a complete list of entries in the series  “the first 23 gigs I can remember going to”. 16. Suicide, Spacemen 3, Into A Circle, 999. Town & Country Club, 13th December 1987. It was cold. Sign on the door of the T&C: “Unfortunately 999 will not be appearing tonight”. The general consensus in the …

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