Don't mess with fucking fools. In fact, if you can avoid them outside the workplace, I would advise you to do so. Especially ones who go to Chicken Cottage.
Maybe I'm not modern enough.
If I ever hear anyone praising graffiti, or even attempting to defend graffiti in any way, I shall strike them down, you hear me?
Gosh, aren't you all such lucky people?
In May 2004 we sponsored a night of art and music in Leiden. Here's the evidence.
The terrible news about Edwyn Collins has cast a shadow over what promised to be a great month here at Incendiary.
There be some strange goings on around these parts.
Frans tells the story of the clown's demise and eventual death. The children sing at the corpse and leave, chastened.
Well hello again! SORRY we have been so quiet in January.
"2004 - That was the year that was. According to Bill."
Mono provides a vague description of past events.;
"Zoe lists things."
Incendiary's favourite librarian sends you all a short note.
There was some fine albums released this year. Wilco's latest, A Ghost is Born, is notable for it's strength of songwriting, imaginative arrangements and searing guitar work from Jeff Tweedy, but ultimately I'll have to hand the album of the year prize to Brian Wilson's Smile. Well worth the 37 year wait. Thanks, Bri.
When you get to see Krautrock legends Jaki Leibezeit, Michael Rother, Hans Joachim Rodelius and Dieter Moebius all together in one night, (and actually talk to them afterwards) you can't get better.
And you thought we'd forgotten about you
Name a big new rock band that cannot be described as the sum of its parts.
In the end, of course, the record companies will look to technology to help them out.
Jesus what a month (indeed what a month this is for Jesus I suppose, but I digress).
Title says it all. You wanna go, don't you?