Peaches, otherwise known as Lady Gaga’s sexed up mother, is one of those artists who commands respect but keeps failing to live up to the hyperbole. Naming an album ‘Fatherfucker’ is one thing but when the album is so bad you don’t want to listen to it, the effect is lost. (more…)

Long gone are the days of being THAT excited by a new Depeche Mode album and when the only interesting thing they have to say these days are when they talk yet again about Dave Gahan’s “drug hell”. So synonymous is this tale that it’s almost as if it was created to sustain people’s interest whilst they poo out another average album again proving that Alan Wilder who departed in 1995 was the one who sprinkled Depeche Mode with goth magic dust all along.
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