Your update from the gentlemen upstairs...
This has been a bit of red letter week at The Quietus office. Not only did we receive copies of Renegade, Mark E Smith's autobiography and finished copies of The Fall's new album 'Imperial Wax Solvent' but we got to see his nibs sitting in a darkened corner of the Cobden Club, near Kensal Rise, cackling like an evil creature of the night and signing copies of his book - only to do a runner when it was time for him to do a reading.
What with the gallons of red wine there and at the launch of our fab sister site The Lipster it's a wonder we got any copy published at all. However we've done well this week.
Yeah, we've tempted Mr Taylor Parkes out of retirement to write about the aforementioned Fall album. His feature length piece only raises one question: why aren't the editors of the broadsheets beating a path to his door? Their loss is our gain.
Also up is Derek Walmsley from WIRE magazine and his cogent and impassioned defence of the very often misunderstood Jay-Z.
Elsewhere the fantastically offensive Mr Agreeable has delicious bile filled rants to get your weekend off to a good start:
And then there's the fantastically derranged story of German film maker Uwe Boll courtesy of Mr Andrew Stimpson.
We've also got the lovely Mr Stevie Chick on hip hop, Adam Alphabet on Gonzales, DiS' very own Alex Denney on The Last Shadow Puppets, Luke Turner on Portishead and Jeremy Allen on sleep deprivation. All of them gentlemen of letters to a man.
Anyway it would be good to hear what you think and please invite all of your friends to join this group.
Now, we're away to the Imaginarium for a pint of bitter top.
Have a good weekend.