John Doran
"This Was a Literal Immersion, a Communion": John Doran's First Pill
"He was a benign disc jockey, a dictator/saviour who led me out of psychic captivity and into sweet-tasting freedom."
The Panic of Someone Collapsing On a London Bus
I recently experienced the panic of someone collapsing on a London bus.
An A-to-Z Guide to Making Your Indie Band Not Suck in 2014
Indie dudes in indie bands: Can you just put everything down and stop for a second? Yeah, put down the banjo you don't know how to play. Take a knee. I've got some advice for ya.
Three for My Heartache and Four for My Headaches
After four months of trying to quit, I'm back on my prescription meds.
If You Tolerate This, Then Your Children Will Be Next
Not leaving the house for 12 days will do more damage to your sanity than LSD.
I Thought That Lou Reed Would Outlive Death Itself
A personal tribute to rock's last bloody-minded genius.
I Thought That Lou Reed Would Outlive Death Itself
When Lou’s wife, friend, and muse, the performance artist Laurie Anderson, was perhaps slightly too unguarded about Lou's health earlier in the year, it didn’t occur to me to treat her words more seriously. Because how can someone who looks like he’s...
The Lone Taxidermist: "S.L.A.G"
This is skewed glam electro pop with a disconcerting and psychedelic edge.
A Soldier with a Broken Arm Fixed His Stare Into the Wheels of a Cadillac
Alcoholics Anonymous and wearing Mick Hucknall's pants – John Doran discusses five years of editing the Quietus.
I Walked 47 Miles of Barbed Wire (Part One)
My time in a crack house with the South of England’s most successful snakeskin boot salesman.
Eating Whale Steaks at Norway's Gorgeous Træna Music Festival
Everyone’s got a great sauna story, right? I’m sitting in the hold of a whaling ship on the cusp of the Arctic Circle, where the Norwegian Sea borders the North Atlantic, telling mine. I'm on my way to the 11th annual Træna Festival, the remotest of...