Woods phil

OK, so far today I've caught some fine comedy from Phill Jupitus, and been dragged by Farah towards a showgirl workshop in the Cabaret Tent. Oh, and earlier this morning I bumped into a bloke called Danny Kerwin.

Last night, we went feral in the woods. It’s not often you see your editor at a rave, and a rave in the woods at that, but last night UNCUT’s Allan Jones was getting down with the kids to all manner of dub-step and breakbeat classics. And he didn’t even mention Nick Lowe until 2.40 in the morning.

Still waiting for that Phil Collins fan to post a defence of his hero. But in the meantime, Paul Holmes has joined in bashing "Tory Frog Prince Collins". "One half-decent Genesis tune, some so-so work on a John Martyn record and a clutch of Sunny D Motown rip-offs doth not a canon make," he writes. Fair point. Thanks also to Chads, who responded to our talk of Bill Fay the other day by mentioning Simon Finn, another neglected, quasi-mystic British singer-songwriter from the early '70s who, like Fay, was redicovered by Current 93's David Tibet. I must dig out his "Pass The Distance" album, which I haven't played in ages, though I seem to remember some of it being a bit quirky for my taste.

Damon Dash produces and Kevin Bacon stars in this sensitive and intelligent story of a recovering paedophile.

Post Springfield and before the Goldrush, two nights with Neil and his guitar in Ann Arbor, Michigan.

From his third album Water Still Flows, due out June 21

An excerpt from our new interview with the legendary singer, songwriter and guitarist

The renegade jazz poet and one-time MC5 manager on John Lennon, surviving jail and kicking out the jams

Alynda Segarra returns with the Riff Raff's first new music since 2022

Suitably embittered, post-hippie folk-rock at its finest