Mysteries of the Deep

Now, Sunday is definitely the new Friday, and from what evidence we have of yesterday’s festival of drinking, we can be sure that fun was had. Here are the pieces of the puzzle that we have so far: No scarf, but a negligee keeping my neck warm (empty) Photos of a street cleaning lorry timestamped […]

Brown is the new black. Black is the new brown. Heck, black is the old black, black is going to be the new black, whatever. Put it this way, you don’t film things in brown and white, and expect them to be classics. Regardless of this, Sunday is the new Friday. Only you can start

Vocoders in songs are crap. Anyone who has a pop memory that reaches back to Cher’s “Do You Believe” will no doubt agree. And without being too bigotted, not many of the people I know can think of any great French pop, apart from the Vanessa Paradis rendition of “Jo le taxi”. But I just