The World of Foppish Dukes
Codpieces, pointy bras, Kraftwerk with muskets… he thinks he’s in a period drama. Don’t worry, it’ll pass. Just try not to look him in the eye
Right in the Peepers
If you find yourself standing next to our professed columnist at a gig – trust us, you’ll know – we’d advise you to calmly sidle away…
Electronic Sound HQ
In desperate need of a sugar fix, our self-styled columnist is heading for Electronic Sound HQ. Not again. Excuse us while we lock up the biscuits and batten down the hatches
Podcasts
This month, our intrepid columnist gets to grips with podcasts – or not
Charly
Posh toffs and banjos? King Charles III raving it up?? Looks like our wayward columnist has finally gone royally mad
Bell-ringing
And this, gentle reader, is what happens when a grown man spends an entire weekend listening to Chuck Berry’s ‘My Ding-A-Ling’ on repeat…
Loyal Readers
This month, our regular columnist has locked himself away in the stationery cupboard with a huge pile of letters from readers…
Techno, Techno, Techno
Our arse-end-of-the-mag columnist tackles the deadly serious subject of techno, techno, techno, techno
I Am So Very Good At Kicksporting Football Soccer
Our back-page columnist reveals his incredible knowledge of football. And pies.
I Am Ill
Our back page columnist says he has written his latest missive while hallucinating.