The Week 05022017: The balloon has gone up

The skies were blue, the wind was barely a rumour and the grass was crisp and bright with February’s dewy frost. Gerry arrived, leather gloves in hand, goggles akimbo and Push Me Pull Me running skittishly by his side. Before I could say “talk to the animals” he’d lept into the basket, pulled his wire…

Come to a sticky end with Luxury Death

I’m at pains to point out what a cracking song is Glue by Luxury Death. It’s got an irresistible tune and some crazy cartoon keyboards that makes me feel a bit B-52 ish, ish being the operative word, I mean the sun shines less in Manchester, and rightly so. The band is duo Ben Thompson…