9 people loved Alfie_Titchcock’s jam How Long Will I Love You
Into Robin Williams, Eels, Prince, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds…
“This is my bubble, the place I come to escape when the pressures of the world get too much. I love my family (above all else), Music, Snowboarding, Travel and spend far too much time gaming (according…”
Into Ruby Wright, Don Gibson, Ray Peterson, The Shangri-Las…
“Your one-stop hub for lovelorn records. (brought to you by the artist formerly known as Death Ditties).”
Into T. Rex, David Bowie, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Mott The Hoople…
“Born in 1954, Glam was my thing, "Ziggy" Bowie my hero. My goal on my REWIND TO THE SEVENTIES Jam is to celebrate 70s music, and maybe inform those who were not around at the time.”
Into Airplane!, Monty Python & the Holy Grail, Monty Python, The Pink Panther…
“Everything and anything relating to comedy. I love a laugh as much as the next man, but the next man is sitting way too close to me, so he'll have to move. Ha ha.”
Into Rudolf Kehrer, with Kiril Kondrashin & the Moscow Philharmonic Orchestra, Jimmy Ruffin, Wyclef Jean & Zulu, inspired by Nelson Mandela, Isaac Hayes, arranged by Johnny Allen…
“Hundreds of very talented musicians pass away every year, some without much recognition at all. On "Rest In Peace", I aim to give them a fitting 'send-off', with a decent Tribute. I hope you will join…”
Into Tom Waits, Neutral Milk Hotel, The Ronettes, The Ramones…
“Like the Snow Patrol of Twitter; popular enough, but ultimately quite average. Parody. ”
Into The Isley Brothers, Smokey Robinson & The Miracles, The Temptations, Sly & The Family Stone…
“Mainly soul, R&B and the odd gem from Tony N. What kind of fool am I? Follow my ramblings on twitter @tonynewley http://thatwasmyjam.sharpshooterlabs.com/user/newley…”
Into Al Green, The Kinks, Belle and Sebastian, The Supremes…
“Complicated Londoner, jam-tart and token Scotney!”
Into The Ronettes, Nirvana, The Beatles, Bob Dylan…
“The egg cracked, let out, spill over, sliding into, shaking vision, battered corks, moody shouts despair in all directions, leafing through undergrowth of bounty barred from letters and rhythms, purch…”