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The Guardian cotton on to the fact that Bloc Party are the next big thing (well, the next next big thing according to them). Nobody had told me, so I'm telling you: Fimoculous is back. London movie maps. Hyde Park's scandalous past. Keep up with Parisian nightlife at mixbeat. It comes but once year, and santarchy is in New York today. More jam sandwiches! Music on the net. The BBC on Artrocker's new music weekly. The website of young French novelist Chloé Delaume. The Beeb on the annual Plain English Awards. (3:AM contributor) Laurence Rémila's hip-as-fuck art-punk combo Gülcher have recorded three tracks to be released next year on Future/Now. In the meantime (and time is always mean), check out some demos recorded during the summer. Spelling is the new rock'n'roll! The Times discover The Koreans and the new South London rock scene. An excellent Libertines documentary on BBC Radio 1. The Parisians: France's answer to The Libs? The revival of Polari in London. Irvine Welsh turns film director. More Babyshambles chaos. French book news. An excellent cultural webzine: Dirt Press. Death of French poet Christophe Tarkos (more here). The Observer on the Gawker phenomenon: "Every morning I get out of bed for that temp in midtown who's sitting there already crying because she is so bored,' she says. 'We blogs are the voice of the underclass. The people who send in stuff to me are the assistant at Vanity Fair, the poor girl who just tripped and fell in the Condé Nast cafeteria. They are abused not just by corporate culture but by celebrity culture, and something cracks and they have to vent. Their revenge? Schadenfreude!" A review of Frank Furedi's Where Have All the Intellectuals Gone?. Frances Stonor Saunders wonders: what have intellectuals ever done for the world? Queens of Noize. Monica Ali on Pride and Prejudice. The Times review July Skies' new masterpiece, The English Cold. An interview about Flickr. At last, a book of Steve Aylett quotes has been published. Spizz Energi are back - their site even mentions a brilliant alcohol-free matinee for under-18s they played as Athletico Spizz 80 on Saturday 9 August 1980 which remains one of my favourite gigs ever. If there's anything you want me to cover, please leave a message on the spanking new 3:AM Magazine Forum.

3AM TOP 5 12/06/2004

The Paddingtons, whose latest single (21) is out now on Poptones, are currently listening to:

  1. "Stan Bowles" - The Others
  2. "Kilamangiro" - Babyshambles
  3. "22 Grand Job" - The Rakes
  4. The Cribs - The Cribs (the whole album)
  5. "50 to a £" - The Paddingtons


Jeanette Winterson (author of Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit) has opened an Italian deli on the ground floor of her Georgian house in East London. Apparently, she's also looking for a flat in Paris-gawd elp us! British publishers launch a series of quirky stocking fillers. Easy: the anti-chick-flick. Andrew O'Hagan celebrates 75 years of Faber & Faber. Nicholas Royle on Soho legend Julian Maclaren-Ross: "It is widely believed that Maclaren-Ross's career represents a tragic failure, an over-dependence on drink and drugs leading to his early death from a heart attack. It was J Meary Tambimuttu, poet and founder of Poetry London, who warned Maclaren-Ross about the dangers of what he called Sohoitis: sufferers would spend all day and all night in Soho's pubs and clubs and never get any work done. . . . Sohoitis may have stacked the cards against Maclaren-Ross's building up a body of work to rival those of Graham Greene or Anthony Powell, but at his best he produced work that stood comparison with that of his more famous contemporaries. . . . There's often a suggestion in the stories, more explicit in the memoirs, of Maclaren-Ross's frustration at the world; not just the world of publishing, although that was a particular trial, but any form of authority or hierarchy, in fact just life itself". Noel Coward's country house is up for sale. Pictures of Gülcher's recent gig in Paris. What are British teenagers up to these days? A trip to India, a Matisse painting, northern soul: some of Paul Smith's influences. The Love and Rockets comic books. An interview with Toby Litt in Nottingham's LeftLion. More Toby Litt in the Independent On Sunday: "1983-ish. The 15-year-old me is on the top deck of the 142 bus going from Bedford to Ampthill. About half an hour before, I have gone in to Pemberton's second-hand bookshop and bought a copy of the Everyman's Library edition of The Poems of John Keats. I was inspired to do this by a line in a song on Aztec Camera's High Land, Hard Rain album - the line was 'overdosed on Keats'. Not having easy access to hard drugs, I'd decided to try the poetry part. Sitting on the bus home, I started reading at the first page: 'I stood tip-toe upon a little hill/The air was cooling, and so very still'. It wasn't the greatest thing I'd ever read. It wasn't obviously great. But I became completely lost within it. This was exactly the effect Keats wanted -- to create, in longer poems, 'a little Region in which to wander'. Also, and perhaps more importantly, Keats had written it when not that much older than I was. He wrote about youth while still youthful, which hardly anyone else has done. I wanted to write like that - to possess readers, to reward them. He's still the most loveable poet I know." Mick Jones (Clash) and Tony James (Generation X)'s new combo: Carbon/Silicon. Writers unite for Book Aid. The Londonist's London-based cartoon. Babyshambles live on Xfm. Vice magazine have just bought the Old Blue Last pub in London (39 Great Eastern Street, EC2). Michel Houellebecq's Platform has been turned into a play which is currently being staged at the ICA. Can Dr Martens survive? Xmas reading recommendations from some of your favourite writers. The mighty HP Tinker is in this week's City Life (Manchester's answer to Time Out). China Miéville in The Observer: "I don't judge fiction writers by their politics. Jeffrey Archer is scum, he is also a shit writer, Louis-Ferdinand Céline was scum, but a superb writer". Poet Laureate Andrew Motion on Keats's development. Stephen Moss on Book of the Year lists: ". . . The ideal Christmas books contributor would be JD Salinger, or perhaps George Bush surprising us by saying he'd been reading War and Peace. In Russian. Books editors will routinely write to such figures, asking them whether they would like to contribute. Of course they never hear back, so they turn instead to AS Byatt, Beryl Bainbridge and JG Ballard, who have been giving us their annual selections since Dickens was producing collections of his journalism. . . . How to illustrate? The staid Sunday Telegraph gives each of its 50 choosers a mugshot. It's a scary take on Britain's great and good: old, bespectacled, universally white and likely to be propping their heads on one raised, Rodinesque finger." A free style magazine called Good For Nothing is soon to be launched in London. Michael Billington on why the British stage classics should be saved. Neal Pollack (see our interview) on bad sex in nerve. Also in nerve there's an interview with this year's Booker Prize winner Alan Hollinghurst: "It's certainly a truism of homosexuality that it has enabled people to cross barriers of class and race. It's something I'm very interested in: how class and race and sex interact in England". Novelist Nicholas Royle raves about The Black Maze (in The Independent on Sunday) -- "a small but perfectly formed labyrinth built into the back of a truck by theatre group Stan's Café (pronounced 'caff')".

LEAVING THE 21st CENTURY 11/23/2004

3am's first gig at Filthy MacNasty's was, by all accounts, a great success. Here is Andrew Stevens' report from the frontline : "Legions of London's litfiends thronged to Filthy MacNasty's on Saturday 20 November to hear underground legend Stewart Home (pictured) and the ever-innovative Nicholas Blincoe read from their latest novels at the first of 3:AM's regular events in the literary drinking hole. Whiskey poured freely as Blincoe read from his Burning Paris, seeking to overcome his Manc brogue in the French-speaking parts. Stewart Home managed the feat of reading three entire chapters from memory, and a cursory glance at his Down and Out in Shoreditch and Hoxton afterwards revealed he wasn't fibbing either. Following our last invite-only event in July, on this occasion attendance was free and open to all. We're already looking forward to the next one".


The second Lit Idol has been launched in Britain: this time round, they're looking for a crime writer. Our friend Tom Bradley is profiled and interviewed in the latest issue of Exquisite Corpse. In The Independent on Sunday, Mark Simpson reveals: ". . . as I approach 40 I find myself wanting more than ever to be loved for my body and not my mind"! He also argues that Dorian Gray was--of course--a metrosexual: "Wilde's only novel, by far his greatest work, with its wonderfully doom-laden storyline and deeply moralistic tone, is clearly not a 'gay' book. It isn't even a homosexual book, in the sense of being pre-gay. The book's namesake, Dorian, is carefully constructed to be neither homosexual nor heterosexual, but rather someone who has taken himself as his own love-object. This sophisticated, attractive, ageless and literally ambiguous man about town, taking his pleasures where he cares and breaking the hearts and laying waste to the reputations of young women and men alike, is an early sighting of the metrosexual". Natasha Walter quotes Amis in The Guardian: "Some writers now believe that good sex is beyond fiction's power to describe. Amis has said: 'Good sex is impossible to write about ... It may be that good sex is something fiction just can't do -- like dreams. Most of the sex in my novels is absolutely disastrous. Sex can be funny, but not sexy'."


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