To call Adam Schlesinger a pop genius is an understatement, and that he didn’t become one of the biggest stars in the world is a travesty of justice that I hope can be made right now after his unexpected (and sudden) demise to the beast called Covid-19.
It is with heavy hearts, tearful eyes, warm memories and fists raised, we announce that on Tuesday night Beat Rehab lost a member of its extended family, the fucking lovely and incomparable Steve Nicholson.
There are few celebrity deaths that actually really effect me. John Peel got me. I was sad I never got to see Jacko. Bowie hurt too. With the exception of those ones, they don’t really sting. It’s just “a shame”. They rarely properly hurt.
More like the Mother Of All Fuckups. I don't know why I had such high hopes going into Green Day's new album - their first since 2016's passable 'Revolution Radio' but the warning signs were there for all to see.
Hip hop continued its innovation in 2019. While there’s still a lot of love for those loose flows over 808 trap beats, artists seem to be more interested in broadening their sounds. Which was great for us heads of a certain vintage who like our hip hop percussive and punchy. Anyway, we’ve compiled our favourite cuts here for your swaggering pleasure.
Neil Peart has died. Drummer for prog giants Rush. A drummer with such dexterity they called him The Professor. I called my currently gutted Rush fanatic band colleague James Ellams to compile me his top ten Rush with Peart in mind and this is what I got back.