Is the album soon to be six feet under?

I would probably best describe the music my 19 year old brother blasts from his bedroom as, at the risk of sounding very old, “just noise”.  Never an ideal supplement for a headache, a hundred times worse in the case of a hangover.  Very rarely are there any lyrics – the occasional yell, I suppose, but nothing really ever worth mentioning.

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What the BBC can learn from the BRITS

Today the BBC announced the launch of the BBC Music Awards which will take place at Earls Court in London. The show will hit our screens on BBC One on 11 December, plugged as a “prime time event” with Chris Evans and Fearne Cotton hosting at the helm. 

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Is The Official Chart still relevant?

A self-proclaimed Caitlin Moran enthusiast, I am therefore almost obligated to admire her husband, ‘Time Lord of Pop’ Pete Paphides who regularly graces my ears with his presence on The Guardian’s Music Weekly podcast. Very rarely do I find myself disagreeing with the views and opinions of my favourite power couple, but on Boxing Day last year I admit I was shamefully forced into doing so.

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Coldplay, the lovable nerds of the music industry.

Coldplay’s “Atlas” (not to be confused with the classic Etta James song “At Last” which I foolishly keep typing by mistake) was released earlier this month, recorded for the soundtrack of the greatly anticipated second installment of the The Hunger Games trilogy, Catching Fire. Granted, it is no “Yellow” or “Fix You”, not even close, but it does hold a certain dreamy, mesmerising quality which we can only speculate will capture the dramatic, adventure-driven essence of the movie it is written for.

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Filming at gigs – isn’t it better to live in the moment?

A band you love and worship have announced they’re going on tour, and like any crazed fanatic, you are up at the crack of dawn on ticket release day to ensure you and your mates will be there to see it. It’s a stressful procedure; you have a thousand and one tabs open. You’ve prayed more times in one morning than you ever have in your life that your computer can withstand the pressure and won’t inconveniently crash. The refresh button has been pressed so many times that it feels as though your index finger has undergone an intense workout and is starting to ache from all the clicking.

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