It’s December. You no longer have an excuse.
For thrills, I would take that exit poll over Judi Dench and Jude Law any day.
The 2014 Eurovision winner already counts Cher and Lagerfeld among her fans. Now, her message of tolerance is going global.
Rock's gothic - or comic - bogeyman gives a masterclass in transformation at the Royal Albert Hall.
With screen actors taking the lead, Everyman and American Buffalo sparkle with cinematic swagger.
The Albarn-Coxon concoction sounds surprisingly robust.
Would I want my children to go into music? I do have to wonder, just as my parents wondered.
From the Grateful Dead to Arnold Schoenberg, via Tossers Wood.
Naked at the Albert Hall is a history of singing that hums with freshness and passion.
The feelings David Bowie aroused will vanish along with the fashion built around him, argued Martin Amis in 1973.
All my antiquarian rage boils at the thought that nobody thought to record Hardy.
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