EWAN CAMERON picks out two fascinating music shows, fusing the Korean, and the Celtic, with the modern
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Janine gets it off her chest
One of the finest performers on the circuit has written a must-read on her battle against breast cancer
BENJAMIN POTHIER suggests that Palaeolithic cave paintings in Spain point to the ceremonial use of hallucinogenic flora
The bard confirms that the right has a humour bypass, and replays the English Revolution on period instruments
MARIA DUARTE and ANDY HEDGECOCK review Sunny Dancer, Tony, Songs of Forgotten Trees, and The End of Oak Street
JOHN GREEN relishes a powerful and moving drama that explores the lived realities of west London’s Punjabi community
MARTIN HALL welcomes a plea for greater compassion between believer and non-believer via the framework of philosophical enquiry
I MET Janine Booth for the first time when she was 16 on April 16, 1983. I remember the date well because it was the day Brighton reached the FA Cup Final for our first, and so far only, time by beating Sheffield Wednesday 2-1 at Highbury in the semi-final.
Tumour humourist: Janine Booth
She’d come to interview me for her fanzine Blaze at my post-match gig at the Cricklewood Hotel in north-west London and I don’t remember anything about the interview or the gig because, understandably, I was far too pissed. But Janine and I have been great friends ever since.
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