In certain circles, it remains sacreligious to criticise Brian Eno. No matter how many awful records he’s involved with, his reputation seems undiminished; never mind the music, we’re advised, feel the ideas.
As promised, today we're starting to publish the judges' deliberations on each of this year's eight shortlisted albums for the Uncut Music Award. Beginning today with Bill Callahan's "Apocalypse".
A mixed bag today, as I contemplate giving up and playing a bunch of old Gillian Welch and Dave Rawlings records in preparation for tonight’s Hammersmith gig.