A taste of honey

Tony Richardson's 1961 take on Shelagh Delaney's kitchen-sink drama of schoolgirl pregnancy is a travesty. Delaney wrote her play at 18, but its sweet sadness—heroine Jo's taste of honey is brief indeed—is obliterated by the director's clumping Brit-new-wave clichés. Fairground anyone? Rita Tushingham and Murray Melvin remain facially memorable, but acting honours go to Dora Bryan.

Rory Gallagher's great, short-lived trio

The late guitarist's brother discusses the new boxset in Uncut

I'll Remember is due on August 28, 2015

Elvis and Priscilla Presley's Palm Springs home is up for sale. The estate, where the couple honeymooned in 1966, is on the market for $9.5 million, according to Rolling Stone.

In case you missed them yesterday, I’ve embedded the two new Animal Collective tracks after the jump. Back into relative focus after the “Transverse Temporal Gyrus” thing, and with Avey Tare seemingly to the the fore; he almost seems to be rapping at the start of “Honeycomb”.

Blur's Damon Albarn will headline this year's Honeyfest with his opera Doctor Dee.

Introduction to the work of recently reformed art/industrial/electronica collective

A key tome in the lovers-on-the-lam canon, with uncredited mastershots from a fledgling Martin Scorsese, Honeymoon Killers is the tale of a bloated, psychotic nurse (Shirley Stoler—Divine meets Louise Fletcher), her oily Spanish lover (Tony Lo Bianco) and the various needy, neurotic, half-witted women they deceive and murder. Startling photography, am-dram performances, and deeply misogynistic.

Pete Stampfel and Steve Weber's heretic folk-loons going ape in the country