Continuing the ill-fated and now resurrected journey of watching each of the British Film Institute’s 100 best films of the 20th Century. Starting at 100 and working my way to Orson Welles’ The Third Man at number 1. This time,… Read More »BFI 100: 90 – Hope and Glory (1987)
The Scottish people, particularly Glaswegians, have a storied history of finding comedy in darker places. From Chic Murray to Billy Connolly, from Frankie Boyle to Kevin Bridges, Scottish comedians can have their cynical, surreal, and hilarious dark sides. Such comedy… Read More »Top 5 Sketches From Limmy’s Show
We continue the ill-fated and now resurrected journey of watching each of the British Film Institute’s 100 best films of the 20th Century. Starting at 100 and working my way to Orson Welles’ The Third Man at number 1. This… Read More »BFI 100: 91 – My Name Is Joe (1998)
We continue the ill-fated and resurrected journey of watching each of the British Film Institute’s 100 best films of the 20th Century. Starting at 100 and working my way to Orson Welles’ The Third Man at number 1. This week,… Read More »BFI 100: 92 – In Which We Serve (1942)
Here, we further the ill-fated and resurrected journey of watching each of the British Film Institute’s 100 best films of the 20th Century. Starting at 100 and working my way to Orson Welles’ The Third Man at number 1. This… Read More »BFI 100: 93 – Caravaggio (1986)
In last month’s mid-month newsletter, I added a video of Randy Bachman geeking out over the introductory chord to the Beatles’ A Hard Days Night. Then, just yesterday, a belated birthday present appeared and I leafed my way through Paul… Read More »Top 5 The Beatles Guitar Moments
Here, after a bit of a break, we further the ill-fated and resurrected journey of watching each of the British Film Institute’s 100 best films of the 20th Century. Starting at 100 and working my way to Orson Welles’ The… Read More »BFI 100: 94 – The Belles of St. Trinians (1954)
As the time of year for Poland’s finest music festivals is upon us, it’s as good a time as any to reflect on what a miserable experience an outdoor festival can be. Knee deep in a violent blend of mud,… Read More »Middle-aged Memories of Music Festivals
My first experience of Spiderland was in late winter, early in 1998; a natural consequence of my blooming love for Glasgow’s Mogwai and Falkirk’s Arab Strap. I found the music to be astonishing and this seminal album by Louisville band… Read More »To be retained #2 – Slint, All Tomorrow’s Parties. 2005.
It starts early, at school. Back in the dark days of the mid-eighties, when teachers were less – let’s say – enlightened as they may be today. Those were the days of jumpers for goalposts, chalk on blackboards, and ‘right… Read More »To Be a Southpaw