Currently studying for an MA in Journalism at Rijksuniversiteit Groningen, Charlie Bailey is a freelance writer, editor and blogger from the UK. Particularly interested in arts, music and culture stories, he’s equally happy covering breaking news, politics and in-depth features. At present, Charlie is a contributing writer for music website Bassexplorer.com, and The Double Negative arts magazine. Formerly Music section editor and staff writer for University of Birmingham’s Redbrick paper (2009-2012) as part of the team that won ‘Website of the Year’ Guardian Student Media Awards 2011.
Can occasionally be found lurking here: http://mumblingandmusing.blogspot.com/ and https://twitter.com/MumblingMusing
After May 22nd’s historic vote in Ireland to allow same sex marriage The Hook is investigating marriage equality debates in different countries. In a three-part series we will look at the issue in Germany, Australia and Italy, where the Irish vote has sparked wider public debate.
It also gave us a song by one of the sexiest rock’n’roll outfit ever assembled: Queens of the Stone Age’s 2007’s single ‘Make it Wit Chu’ wins this decade’s sexiest title for proving, once and for all, that Jonathan Swift was right: “It is observed that the red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest.” Continue reading Sexiest Song of… The 2000’s→
In the second instalment of ‘Sexiest Song of…’ we’re moving from the 1970’s into the 80’s; from one club music icon to another. This time it’s the turn of the decade best remembered for big hair, Back to the Future, and your mum’s unsettling obsession with Bon Jovi. We’re here to talk about why Jamie Principle and Frankie Knuckles’ ‘Your Love’ deserves to be remembered as the sexiest song of the decade.
This week we’re bringing you a selection of the sexiest songs from the last four decades. Today we are starting with a track synonymous with sex: ‘Love to Love You Baby’, which celebrates its 40th anniversary in 2015.
Nightcrawler is a black comedy that goes right to the jugular of ratings obsessed Los Angeles TV news. The media and the protagonist’s mantra of “if it bleeds it leads” slowly becomes a terrifyingly literal guiding principle over the course of the film.
Satirising the sensationalisation of wall-to-wall news coverage that focuses exclusively on violence, Nightcrawler is that rarest of cinematic unicorns: a satire that skewers its marks precisely through fully exploring its characters, and one that presents a version of LA that feels fresh and interesting.