Ever get the impression that you're re-living a part of your life which you'd just as soon forget about? Most of those sorts of feelings revolve around pop music from the Eighties for me; granted, there was a fair bit of really great music recorded during the period of time when the “Me” Generation was ruling the cultural roost (most of it could be found in the underground – to my taste), but there was an inordinate amount of tripe...

Karl Marx once said that history is forever doomed to repeat itself – the first time as tragedy and the second time as farce. I've written those words in CD reviews before (readers are welcome to draw their own conclusions on the irony of me citing the quote again) but it's particularly pertinent in Kodaline's case; on In A Perfect World, Kodaline seems intent on actively trying to hit a sort of existential 'reset' button again. The first time that...

In these Aging Punk columns, I often tell stories about musical, or music related, experiences I have had. The point is usually less to talk about myself and more to attempt to illustrate some point about how we relate to music but, sometimes, I just have a good story to tell which doesn’t have any great lesson or moral to it. Such is the case here, I think. There might be a lesson about our relationship with celebrity laced into...

Elton John returns to basics on The Diving Board, his new CD. Most of the songs are just a trio of drums, bass and piano. It almost sounds like the Elton John of forty-plus years ago, of Honky Chateau and Tumbleweed Connection.  That sense is heightened by the fact that Bernie Taupin is writing lyrics for him again. The album is excellently produced by T-Bone Burnett, perhaps the king of roots rock and Americana in today’s music business. He creates...

At this stage of the game (now eleven years after the death of Joe Strummer and almost thirty since the demise of The Clash), there is already no shortage of “definitive” greatest hits compilations which boast The Clash's name. The ground has been tread and tremendous care has already put in to such endeavors, so the obvious question has to become, “Why might the world need another Clash best-of?” Well, the truth is that it probably doesn't – but what...

And I’ll Scratch Yours is the follow-up to Peter Gabriel’s 2010 album of cover songs, Scratch My Back. Here, most of the artists covered on that disc return the favor, playing Gabriel songs. Okay, I love cover songs. I love Peter Gabriel. I love most of the artists featured here. So I love this album. Still, I recognize that I'll Scratch Yours has its weaknesses. What I really love about cover songs is when an artist...

Now nineteen years after the band began and about twelve since they started suffering from problems internally (bandmembers leaving, other bandmembers getting swelled heads), Korn has done the totally remarkable thing and bounced back. On The Paradigm Shift (the band's eleventh album), Korn welcomes guitarist Brian “Head” Welch back to the fold, abandons a lot of the electronic accoutrements which had dogged every album the band has released since 2002 and spontaneously revives the nu-metallic aggression within them all in...

Iggy and the Stooges' frantic headlining set was the perfect way to punctuate the success of the inaugural C2SV Festival this past weekend and, if overall vibe at St. James Park was any indication, the festival is in for a very long and successful run. Opening their set with "Raw Power," Iggy and the Stooges put on a frenzied set full of punk rock classics that showed the two thousand plus fans in attendance just why they are one of...

I love it when I’m right, and by that, in this case, I mean that my own interpretation of this album was not disturbingly off track from what other reviewers have been saying. It shows that, despite my being an irregular and non-committed music reviewer, I’ve still got the knack for sussing out some reality, or truth of opinion with my own mental skills. Regardless, if I thought the opposite of what other writers thought I’d be forthright in telling...

It may have taken forty years, but Iggy and The Stooges guitarist James Williamson is finally able to see and accept the idea that his career is an impressive entity very deserving of praise. That such a discovery has only become apparent to the guitarist now might seem surprising, but even more unbelievable is the fact that the point finally hit home because of an event which, on the surface, might appear unrelated: on September 28, 2013 Williamson will deliver...