The unquiet american

Fifty years ago, WILLIE NELSON up-ended the tyranny of the Nashville Sound with a record like nothing before or, perhaps, since. The road to Red Headed Stranger was long and uphill: strewn with broken marriages, record label wrangles and acts of God, but it transformed his fortunes, and his image. "It got to be a cool thing to like Willie," discovers SYLVIE SIMMONS.

Nik Kershaw is never going to write an autobiography. “There are a lot of people I might have to say things about, and I’m not very good at confrontation,” admits the singer, songwriter and multi-inst

From a home in England’s West Midlands, to Knebworth and Live Aid with Led Zep and back, via fame, fortune, tragedy and musical resurrection – ROBERT PLANT ’ s come full circle. A new album with local heroes Saving Grace exemplifies his hard rock apostasy, the reason he’d rather worship Nora Brown than hang with Axl Rose. And if all else fails? “I’ll just be an Elvis impersonator!” he tells KEITH CAMERON .

WE WERE THE first band of our generation that started to grow up,” Billy Corgan says, reflecting on the making of the Smashing Pumpkins’ 1995 grand opus, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness. “The b

At the start of the 1990s, Nick Heyward was at his lowest ebb. His third solo album, I Love You Avenue, had failed to chart in 1988. Warner unsurprisingly let him go. So had Heyward’s manager and his

Strawbs lodestar and constant Dave Cousins left us on July 13.