From the perspective of guitar bands, Nevermind blew the bolted doors of commercial success off their hinges and, predictably enough, […]

“Why in the hell do journalists insist on coming up with a second-rate Freudian evaluation of my lyrics?” Well, Kurt,

Rock went underground in the 1980s. Yes, there was The Joshua Tree and Appetite for Destruction but, broadly speaking, the

The British version of college radio jangle pop gave us the endearingly misanthropic and maudlin Morrissey, whereas the American equivalent

The 60s marked the buckling of the ancien régime, the inception of an identifiable rock’n’roll youth culture, and the rise

Appetite for Destruction is one of the biggest selling debut albums in rock history, which is a mystery to me,

Prog rock – not for me, mate. As I mentioned in the review of So, the whiff of middle-aged, socially

I’m not into prog-rock – it carries the whiff of slightly overweight middle-aged men who hand paint small plastic models

Robert Smith, lead singer of goth rock band The Cure, put it like this: “Duran Duran (…) loved us, and