The Moldy Peaches

In hindsight, it seems a little peculiar that a music press with its eyes and ears drawn to New York by The Strokes – an enticing sum of fairly conservative New Wave parts, let's admit it – should lump them into a 'scene' with a scuzzily twee no-fi duo that looked like characters from a Jeffrey Lewis comic strip dressed for a street pantomime (and claimed to drink each other's urine). Read More

Today is a special edition of Secondhand Sunday that is close to our hearts. Read More

This two-CD set begins with a homemade, twangy hip hop pastiche and ends, 50-odd bootleg concert recordings later, with a rejected jingle for stuffed-crust pizzas. Read More

This two-CD set begins with a homemade, twangy hip hop pastiche and ends, 50-odd bootleg concert recordings later, with a rejected jingle for stuffed-crust pizzas. Read More

This two-CD set begins with a homemade, twangy hip hop pastiche and ends, 50-odd bootleg concert recordings later, with a rejected jingle for stuffed-crust pizzas. Read More

This two-CD set begins with a homemade, twangy hip hop pastiche and ends, 50-odd bootleg concert recordings later, with a rejected jingle for stuffed-crust pizzas. Read More