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22 July 2008

Mercury Nominations 2008

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Nominees for what we should now call the Nationwide Mercurys 2008 are in, and are:

- Elbow: The Seldom Seen Kid
- Laura Marling: Alas I Could Not Swim
- Robert Plant & Alison Krauss: Raising Sand
- Adele: 19
- The Last Shadow Puppets: The Age Of The Understatement
- Portico Quartet: Knee-Deep In The North Sea
- Burial: Untrue
- Neon Neon: Stainless Style
- Estelle: Shine
- British Sea Power: Do You Like Rock Music?
- Rachel Unthank & The Winterset: The Bairns
- Radiohead: In Rainbows

No Portishead then.

No Duffy either.

Have they got it right?

20 July 2008

Latitude: day 3 - Imagine If...

Jamil has just told me that Nick Cave has two kids. Imagine if Nick Cave was your dad! Brrrr.

Latitude: day 3 - How Are Things On The East Coast?

Well, apparently it's left to me to end things with the final dregs of battery. So we sat and watched The Breeders, who were relaxed to the extreme. To say the least. And we saw George Pringle. Who was good.

Now we're in the midst of facial hair central with Grinderman and we've got New York's finest, Interpol, to come. It should be epic.

Latitude Day 3 - final thoughts

This will probably be my last post as my phone is out of juice, I'm currently hogging a spare laptop in the press tent and I will be in no condition to walk back up here and type anything coherently after I polish off a bottle of red for Grinderman and Interpol and engage in nocturnal activity our esteemed senior editors would otherwise be encouraging had they been here. So Latitude 2008 is in its final hours musicwise. I've still got Midnight Juggernauts' synth heavy melodies pouring out of my ears, though its being disrupted by The Breeders, who I can hear. All in all this is the environment I had hoped to find myself in. My last major festivals were Gatecrasher, Benicassim and Glastonbury and I needed something different, which I've found: setting, size, atmosphere, audience, the music, the poetry, the human zombies being chased by torch wielding staff, the cabaret raves... it goes on. Over to Tim... Shit, just realised I have to meet him in seven minutes - until next time folks! J x


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