Jack Machin

From MCR glam to Bristolian metal, here's the pick of the new breed that smashed the stage in the lakes...

Six career highs from Brighton's finest...

They've just released a new album, and it is a startling return to form. In recognition of this, here's a rundown of my favourite couplets from the last great indie superstar...

A typically eccentric live performance shows why Low are still cult favourites two decades on.

It was ace to see one of my favourite American bands play in Manchester, but I didn't expect to be asked to take part in the gig...

They're admired the world over for their twinning of joy and misery, and my feelings about this band will always run deep...

A collection of the worse players and the biggest let downs of the Euro 2012 group stages.

Here's one man's pick of the best XI players from what we've seen so far in the Group Stages of Euro 2012, including Newcastle United's Yohan Cabaye....

Jay-Z and Kanye West establish themselves as the big homoerotic dogs in mainstream hip hop with this huge arena tour packed to the brim with hit songs.

Everyone knows who is starting tonight but how's about an alternative Xl of tenuously linked people, places and items of clothing?

His world of vampires, shady characters, murders and laughs have seen his self-published eBooks become international bestsellers. Raise a glass to the Bourbon Kid...

A Manchester United fan on why Rooney doesn't deserve the goal of the year award.

The world and his wife know that Manchester United need reinforcements in the centre of the park, they could do worse than have a look at this lot...

Manchester United apparently have no midfield, they were walloped for six by 'the noisy neighbours', and crashed out of The Champions League... but they're still challenging for the title. Football eh? Bloody Hell.

Wayne Rooney's suspension for at least one Euro 2012 fixture has provided Fabio Capello with another quandary, so who better to call on than Simon Cowell and his X Factor cohorts for some trial-and-error?

Manchester clubs can be temples of crass, devoted to a hardcore chav following, or faux indie cess-pits. South is something different all together...