Island: the making of a record label and a band called Traffic
Phil Shaw The Oxfordshire village of Aston Tirrold has an unusual distinction. Despite its last-recorded population being only 373, it...
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Thanks for stumbling upon my retirement project and labour of love, Here Comes The Song. Here you'll find the latest blogs from music fanatics about their favourite songs and the artists who wrote them. It really is about the music that moves us...
The Beatles 1963: A Year In The Life when everything changed forever
Phil Shaw In winter 1963 It felt like the world would freeze With John F Kennedy And The Beatles From the 1983 single Life In A Northern...
Paul McCartney: why Here, There And Everywhere is the fab one
Ian Tasker I’ve read some pretty heavy books in my time – Tolstoy’s War and Peace, Joyce’s Ulysses, Cervantes’ Don Quixote, even some of...
Brandi Carlile: The Story, The Joke, the mentors and the memoir
Neil Morton Brandi Carlile is grateful to Americana for providing her with a home. But the genre should be in her debt too. Apart from...
John Fogerty: Fortunate Son, the song, the memoir, the revival
One song defines the tempestuous musical times of John Fogerty. Not Proud Mary, Bad Moon Rising or Born On The Bayou, outstanding rock songs
Loudon Wainwright III: Liner Notes and The Swimming Song
The wonderfully whimsical work of Loudon Wainwright III began to infiltrate my consciousness in the mid-70s during repeated listenings to…
The Weight: Testimony to the artistry of Robbie Robertson
Bob Dylan’s prolific songwriting was always bound to have an impact on Robbie Robertson. As the lead guitarist in Dylan’s touring band, The…
Shawn Colvin: Riding shotgun with a Diamond In The Rough
Shawn Colvin named her 2012 memoir after one of two songs that had persuaded her she could fulfil her ambition of becoming a successful song
Rosanne Cash: Composed
Johnny Cash was not alive to see the product of the legacy he had bequeathed his eldest daughter Rosanne. The List was the title of Rosanne…
Elvis Costello: Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink
Has there ever been a musical autobiography so riven with guilt and self-reproach as this? Despite examples of evasion about certain episode
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