The former home secretary and the film critic are children of different generations, but their music memoirs both impress.
Why should we feel guilty about knowing the words to Dancing Queen?
In these days of identity politics, the ideology remains refreshingly bracing in its view of the world.
The city will survive even this bitter attack on the young and their freedom to have fun.
Despite its "zany" title, Thatcher Stole My Trousers is a provocative and original look back at Sayle's life.
What Owen Hatherley's The Ministry of Nostalgia ultimately misses is that our relationship to the past is about personal taste as much as politics.
Damon Albarn's wonder.land and Tree of Codes, with music by Jamie xx, open this year's festival.
With school music spending down and the benefits system crippled, the voices of pop have lost their bite.
Stuart Maconie wades through books by monsters of rock Carlos Santana, Neil Young, Joe Perry and Billy Idol.
Krautrock is a term that is bandied about alarmingly freely by bloggers, hipsters and, most of all, bands, desperate for its reflected cool – but what does it actually mean? By Stuart Maconie.
Leil Leibovitz’s elegant fan letter casts its net far wider than the usual rock biog. You will find as much here on the Talmud as on the NME and more about the Yom Kippur war than Glastonbury.