Wonderwall

“Get on with it you Scouse fuck,” is, I imagine, not something you expect to hear from an audience who has paid to hear you perform. Nor do I imagine that when Liverpool band SPINN opened their set at the Chameleon Arts Café, they expected to finish with an...

Though inherently an incredibly manipulative medium, film becomes doubly so when scores and soundtracks play a prominent role; the site of intersection between image and sound is by turns cynically prescriptive and sentimentally liberating. From the taut strings of Psycho (1960) to the exhilarating rush of Bowie’s ‘Modern Love’...