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We Told You
For those not reading the subtext of earlier texts, we neither know, nor care, what happens to Harry Potter. We barely know who he is ( Read more... ) -
Not Musically Bred
Not to become one of those hideous people who constantly posts links to quaint things they've found on the internet (no offence) but we've just searched for Let's Be Friends on Google, looking for a particular image, and instead have come across a blog which, apparently, specialises in "Touching photos of unusual animal friendships ( Read more... ) -
Important Revelations Ahead
HARRY POTTER DIES AT THE END OF THE BOOK! This phrase means nothing to us. You could just as easily say HARRY POTTER TURNS OUT TO BE BLACK AT THE END OF THE BOOK. We'd believe you and, similarly, not care ( Read more... ) -
Midnight Colour Bright
We saw this CD in Puregroove the other day. It looked pretty nifty. I mean, it looked ugly, bandwagon-esque and cheap but it seemed nifty enough from the blurb (which unfortuantely says "best of London" when it's not quite that limited). It is, however, a compilation, a scene sampler really at best, and therefore the £9 asking price seemed a little ( Read more... ) -
Come The Bombs
AH! My word. Here are two reviews from the Mock & Toof Remix of She's My Man by Scissor Sisters on iTunes. Mock & Toof, by the way, are the people who did the Amazing remix of Maps' It Will Find You. Actually, no, here four reviews, in order from the page. See if you can see why we HATE ALMOST EVERYBODY.
WASTE OF MONEY by *.LOUiSE.* [1 star ( Read more... ) -
Come With Us
More quiet reflection here at Unlixes Towers. It's with absolutely no remorse we are saying goodbye to our habitude of the last fuck knows how long and move sticks to London. Now, we know some of you live in London and, frankly, this is where you get your chance to show some love. We'll be in London, bless our socks, all alone and cold and so will ( Read more... ) -
Twenty Patched Songs
Twenty Songs, 13 May 2007A bit of a broken up week this week with us leaving out on Thursday and not returning until today and, despite train journeys galore, not feeling we listened to that much music. Certainly, since we had 70+ new songs since this time last week to get through, we certainly didn't have time to give them all our fullest. Still, ( Read more... ) -
So Filled Space
Don't you just hate it when you pop a CD into your computer and it tells you that the last track is, like, twenty minutes. Even if all the others are six or seven, twenty means one of two things - either it's one of those annoying, four minute songs with ten minutes of filler followed by six minutes of melodiless electronic noise or, worse, it's a ( Read more... ) -
Your Dancefloor Died
I think it was Chrome Hoof themselves but it may have been someone talking about Chrome Hoof, however their music was by someone described as doom disco. A good name you might think and an attractive idea. Well! WELL! The one song we have of theirs from the Sonic Mook days (come back, all is forgiven) was a bit that way incline - heaven fucking ( Read more... ) -
Messy Mucky Spack
We've been woefully neglectant we know but it's hard. We've got this new desk, right (no, no, bear with us) and it's all over the place and it makes our neck hurt just to sit at it and when we type the ketchup which has randomly appeared on the side of the desk wobbles. It's a disaster. Still, we're trying to just live with it. Really we are. ( Read more... )