Words are never enough
Right, finally I’m beginning my 1993-in-music-type-project in earnest, starting with a post on the Manic Street Preachers’ second album, Gold Against the Soul. While it is far from my favourite album of 1993, it was the first album I could gather up enough thoughts and opinions to write about. The Manics were a band that I read about before I listened to. I remember picking up a cassette of their single Little Baby Nothing in the bargain bin at Woolworth’s. I loved it, but it was far less abrasive than I’d imagined they’d sound from reading the reviews and interviews. Still, it was the start of them being one of my favourite groups of my teenage years. Read the rest of this entry »
