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Pete Doherty‘s acting debut in Confession of a Child of the Century has been poorly received by movie critics.

Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jack White and The Black Keys are amongst the big name acts confirmed for this year’s Austin City Limits festival.

Mumford & Sons will provide a brand new song to the soundtrack for the latest Pixar film Brave.

‘Streets In The Sky‘, The Enemy’s third album, has arrived.

You remember The Enemy, don’t you? Like The Fratellis, The View and countless other bands to achieve public attention in the last seven years. This lot emerged, fiercely intent and carried along on a wave of positive sentiment from certain quarters of the music press, only to largely disappear under the weight of big expectations when their second album dropped. ‘Streets In The Sky’ has been hailed as a return to form, but aside from this record having a great title (like debut, ‘We’ll Live And Die In These Towns‘), does it share any other similarities with the band’s #1-selling debut?

Spector have today released the full details of their debut album, which will be released this summer.

Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds and Emeli Sande are the latest act to be added to this year’s iTunes festival line-up.

The Stone Roses have ‘at least three or four’ new tracks recorded according to the writer of a new film set around the legendary band’s 1990 Spike Island gig.

Franz Ferdinand debuted four new songs over the weekend during a low-key gig in Ireland.

Coldplay will perform at the closing ceremony of the London 2012 Paralympic Games, it has been confirmed today.

The Horrors come bounding out of the blocks at a packed 02 ABC (situated on that most amaranthine of Glasgow’s streets, Sauchiehall), launching into ‘Mirror’s Image’, as if to demonstrate to those who launched themselves upon the ‘Skying‘ bandwagon that there’s plenty more where that came from in the back catalogue. Drenched in new wave, ‘Mirror’s Image’ is the perfect opener for this time-warp set.

Faris, who barely moves from his microphone stand all night but to wipe his brow with a leather-jacketed arm, as well as to exhort the crowd to “jump around” and “push the people who’re standing still out of the way” about midway through the set (at which point a dozen or so diehards convoke at the front barrier, jiving like Bez minus maracas), commands the stage like an enlivened interlocutrix beanstalk, eyes boring straight ahead, vocals relentlessly baritone.