Words by Rachael Krishna
With our blood thirsty friends making their way back onto our screens, which incarnations have left us thirsty for more?

Words by Lucy Uprichard
Television is made for people. However, you need to your show pick wisely. Here’s the definitive guide to matching your TV show to how drunk you are.

Words by Tom Ward
Some films are born great, whilst some take time to garner their collections of shiny awards, however, even some of the best movies just don’t do it for me.

Words by The Undertones
35 years on from ‘Teenage Kicks’, the band give us the rundown on the best exponents of a genre they helped create…

Words by Tom Armstrong
This week’s round-up of the best new releases, from hazy sunshine head-nodders to bouncing Air Max bass

Words by Tom Ward
George R.R. Martin’s series of books have become a phenomenon as HBO’s groundbreaking show continues to leap from strength to strength.

Words by Tom Ward
Who wants to live in a perfect Utopia, full of flowers and sunshine? Not me. I’d rather see destruction, carnage, Orwellian police states and hybrid cyborgs laying waste to the dying nation…

Words by Rachael Krishna
With our blood thirsty friends making their way back onto our screens, which incarnations have left us thirsty for more?

Words by Rick Broadbent
The Stones were amazing back in the day, but nostalgia alone isn’t enough to guarantee a good show at Glastonbury.

Family Reunion is the first track released from Wu Tang’s forthcoming album.

A slice of blissed out Summer bass courtesy of TACHES.

We put together this list at a time when disco’s stock has never been higher (at least since 1979), but those French robots aren’t painting the whole picture; there’s a whole world of disco out there which has sountracked our lives and the people in them.

Words by Paul Drury
As entertaining as Shane Meadows love letter to the Stone Roses is, it fails to tell us anything we don’t actually know about the band.

Released nationwide on Thursday June 6th, the Shane Meadows directed-doc is an audio oddessy into his all-time favourite band. A band that became the talking point du jour for indie fans old and new last summer. Made by a fan, for the fans – the film tries to understand the nature of fandom and how fame accompanies this.
They may have upset a few DJs with their recent comments on club culture, but the duo’s debut LP is a pop gem.

Disclosure, in a recent interview that was highly discussed within the dance community, professed to their dislike of raves and their timeless garage sound. While the article tried to spin it as the brothers’ different approach to their craft, it came across as rather narrow minded, and understandably upset a few DJ’s. It was a mis-step in the run up to their debut album ‘Settle’, available on one of the most forward thinking labels around, PMR (home also to the likes of Jessie Ware and Julio Bashmore). It’s clear that they sell themselves too short for what is likely to be one of the biggest club albums of the summer.
Featuring Phoebe with her claws out, Biscuits masquerading as a leopard and Lucy changing her spots…

It begins brilliantly with Boulle, Biscuits and Proudlock playing Petanque, with Biscuits wearing the sort of shirt Bowie would have chosen at the height of all the business with the wee and the cream and the wizards. Even Proudlock describes it as “very kind of Hansel, Zoolander, Bam Bam” – and this is a man who doesn’t even know that American Apparel has a men’s section. The shirt might be a leopard print tank made out of something that looks suspiciously like chiffon, but who cares? It’s made Biscuits sweeter and sunnier than a home milled oat and raisin cookie. “Be happy, the sun’s out, no more darkness – there’s a rainbow!” he cries. There’s either a revival of Hair in the West End, or he’s been spending too much time with the man who sits outside the Rymans on the Edgware Road trying to braid the hair of strangers.
Words by Owen Blackhurst
After a pair of slow-burn episodes the fantasy epic went double tonto last night, here are our highlights.

WALDER FREY
A shithouse of some repute, had Frey been born in the 1930s it is quite clear he’d have carved out a niche presenting some sort of popular teen show in the 70s before becoming a poster boy for Operation Yewtree. From lines like this: “your king says he betrayed me for love, I say he betrayed me for firm tits and a tight fit,” to his cackling malevolence as he ended the Stark family as a power, it was a bravura performance from a character we don’t see enough of.