Blasts from the Furnace
Reviews, features and hot air by Damon Fairclough, a writer based in Liverpool via a long lost Sheffield of the soul.
OK, there’s something I have to admit. It doesn’t mean I’m a killjoy, it doesn’t mean I’m no fun, but…here goes: I don’t clap along to music.Read the full story..
I have a friend who has just finished training as an archivist. I have an idea what this means: I think it involves blowing cobwebs off boxes of old photos while wearing a pair of rave-style white gloves, then occasionally appearing on Who Do You Think You Are? and talking Richard Madeley through his tear-jerking past.Read the full story..
It was a fine Sunday morning. As I peered out of the bedroom window at the sun-dipped street, I could sense that the neighbourhood was already in its joggy bottoms, easing into a wash-worn T-shirt, ready to take on the tasks of the day.Read the full story..
A kite doesn’t come alive until it’s licked by the wind. Only then does it make a dash for freedom, bursting towards the sky with an energy that seems to come from within.Read the full story..
It’s a comment that was once so common, but is now never heard.
“I’ve made you a tape,” we would say, “a few tracks you might like.”Read the full story..
Northern Soul Awards 2017
Congratulations to all the winners at the Northern Soul Awards 2017. It was a cracking night. For the full list, click here http://awards.northernsoul.me.uk/2017-winners
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