Archive for January, 2004

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What to watch out for in 2004

Read our planner to find out what to expect in the coming months

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What you won’t see in 2004

So, what will we not see in the forthcoming year? The tiny vanguard of fans waiting for the next instalment of the Star Wars series will be devastated to hear that the film will not be released this year.

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Turning Japanese, Tom?

Cert. 15
Director: Edward Zwick
Starring: Tom Cruise, Billy Connoly, Tony Goldwyn
Runtime: 153 minutes

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Get lost in this

Cert. 15
Director: Sofia Coppola
Starring: Bill Murray, Scarlett Johansson
Runtime: 101 minutes

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Kebabs

It is a well worn student tradition to gorge themselves on semi congealed kebabs after a night on the town. This circumstance leaves taste, substance, and value for money on the bottom of the list of priorities. However, in the sober light of day, a discernable difference can be seen between the kebabs York has [...]

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Odd Socs Social on Campus

With over eighty societies on campus, York students are spoilt for choice and in the aftermath of the recent refreshers fair it is high time for those odd socs to have their say…

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Opporto, Leeds

Where would you find a combination of trendy students and middle-aged philosophy lecturers? Opporto, last night. Get on a Virgin Train from York and blag your way into Club Class by being seen reading FT Weekend food columnist Rowley Leigh. Don’t make the mistake of having a fag (a) in the train carriage, or (b) [...]

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The Wendy House

I’ve had less scary nightmares. There is nothing worse than being chatted up by unattractive, overweight, middle-aged Goths. Except when you’re not wearing black and you feel like an impartial observer. For this is the gothiest, most 80’s night to be found in Leeds. Only here would you find the look-a-like member of 80s Matchbox [...]

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19 Grape Lane

Located between perhaps more imposing venues, such as the slug and lettuce, 19 grape lane is a real find for those in search of a more personal establishment. The building is a typical 16th century town house, cramped, claustrophobic and entirely charming. A once white building with the name of the restaurant painted on to [...]

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The Roman Baths, Parliament Street

Having realised that my student loan had finally made its fated way into my account, I decided to indulge in some retail therapy before the hardships of student poverty had tightened their evil clutches around my fragile bank balance. After a hard day of window shopping and carrying heavy, bulky bags containing the impulse buy [...]

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The Summer Traffic

Expect Delays: All the bears have come out of hibernation too early and Cliff Richard has donned his tennis shorts. Why? Rob Taylor went to Fibbers only to discover those pesky Delays with a bag full of summer pop.

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Catch 22, Fibbers

Since previous tours with Reel Big Fish and Pennywise, Catch 22 were let down by the lack of talent in their support acts. Sonic Boom 6 from Manchester stung ears with screechy rap, with constant lame attempts to add political context to the crap they were playing. Thankfully Catch 22 were able to revive the [...]

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The Zutons, Leeds Rocket

Scouse accents: Check. Infectious melodies: Check. Crazy noisy bits: Check. Working with Ian Broudie in the studio: Check. Yes, The Zutons are from Liverpool, yet you can add much more to this list of Merseyside music requisites, for unlike The Bandits, The Stands and a whole host of others, they have broken out of Liverpool [...]

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Scout Niblett, Fibbers

About six months ago, patron saint of music journalism, Everett True, wrote something about Scout Niblett using silence as an instrument. Of course this isn’t the first time that quiet has been used to good effect, you only have to look at the pleasure inspired by Chris De Burgh’s 15 year silence, but I decided [...]

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Single Honours

The single reviews this issue begins, inevitably, with some garage rock. C’Mon C’Mon by The Von Bondies is inoffensive enough – not in the same way people describe Coldplay as ‘inoffensive’, euphemising their perpetual ennui with a term suggesting that Chris Martin and his pals are nice people, but in that it’s not godawful shite [...]

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