For the lazy journalist, the Cincinnati rock band the Afghan Whigs are “the Motown Nirvana”, a combination of soul melodies and post-grunge guitar squall. For the casual observer, their sharp suits, unashamed showmanship and, at times, downright funky sound represent a clean break from the alternative-rock peer group they themselves have described as “slovenly”. Their…
It is 1988 in some underground, underlit London comedy club. A prematurely aged Irishman stands on stage, dressed in a shabby long brown mac, all bloodhound eyes and a droopy Wild West moustache, and utters another in a beautifully understated seam of immaculate one-liners. “A lot of people say to me, ‘Hey you’,” pauses, makes…
For the casual observer, Ice-T is probably best known as a news story, the writer of Cop Killer who took on the American constitution and lost. In person, he is engaging and affable, at ease with himself; quick to laugh, but quick to turn a difficult question into a tense confrontation. The version of himself…