Stiff Little Fingers' Inflammable Material provided a soundtrack for our teenage years, every single one of its three chords forever fused with our memories of youth. As we grew a bit older, it remained a favourite and was soon joined by Mark Stewart and the Maffia's As The Veneer Of Democracy Starts To Fade and the many productions of Adrian Sherwood. Trawlling through used record shops, anything with Sherwood's name on it went home......

Now Londonist gets to see some pretty cool gigs in the name of keeping you apprised of stuff. But NME staff writers we ain’t, and quite often we can only blog and dream. Someone out there has gotta go see The King Blues supporting at this gig ‘cos we can’t and we’re real sore about it. Londonist was racking our rather small brain trying to think of how best to describe The King Blues’......

Londoners get quite passionate about music, it seems. But not always the right sort of passionate. A row over reggae music (too loud? wrong artists? Londonist would really like to know more about this) left one builder with a boom-boxed head and another with a bit of his ear missing. Neasden chef Michael Jenkins was on a, erm, ‘car-ear break’ working on a building site when he became embroiled in the row and bit a......