Stonesmania never grabbed headlines like Beatlemania but it was just as intense, perhaps even more so as the Stones attracted almost as many...

Off we go again on another romp through the annals of Allan Jones, the music writer who never refused a drink yet somehow remained sober eno...

My otherwise dismal record in picking winners for induction into the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame can be upgraded slightly, for two out of the f...

They looked like a band of outlaws, the north eastern cousins of the Sherwood Forest mob. Some had bushy beards and droopy moustaches, and w...

In the course of writing extensively about Slade for Melody Maker during the first half of the seventies, I watched them perform many times...

The Castilles in 1965.  George Theiss stands at the back in the centre, with Bruce at the front left.  “We named ourselves The Castilles, af...

It wasn’t much fun being Paul McCartney in 1970. Portrayed by the media as the Beatle who tore the group apart, an offence for which he woul...

“One of my keenest memories of the Marquee in the sixties,” says David Bowie, “was having a permanent erection because there were so many fa...

To the Electric Theatre in Guildford to hear Lucy O’Brien talk about Karen Carpenter and listen to a trio – keyboard player and arranger Jan...