Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band, Stranger In Town (1978) You ever move the turntable around in your house? Like try it in a new room, a different room? Just did that with one of the turntables last week – it’s under the TV now. In the lounge. So put a crate of records [...]
Michael Franks, The Art Of Tea (1975) Songs about food are ridiculous because they’re almost always metaphors for fucking – and yet there’s nothing remotely sexy about a) Michael Franks or b) Michael Franks singing about Eggplant. So why do I have this album then? Well, my first record-store job was late nights in the [...]
