My old Vox site on Typepad.

In which I slag a truly dire show.

My review of Scott Myles' show at the Modern Institute. (Which is really good, in a fairly annoying way.)

Heh, I never knew my nickname was shared with a GOD OF DEATH!!!

I just checked my referrer stats for the first time in years, and tons of folk were coming from Google searches for 'jack'. I'm in the top ten. Weird. I wonder if my del.icio.us/jack account has anything to do with it?

My weblog posts, podcast, del.icio.us and Flickr all rolled into one.

I had really fucking weird hair in 1999.

Me on my street. (It's really Wilmot Street, but never mind.)

My 1000th crappy telephone camera snap uploaded to Flickr! Huzzah!

The reason why schoolchildren keep emailing to ask me how to become a journalist (which is akin to asking a tree how to become a racing driver).

Me, Guy and Daniel 'Brioche Thieving Twat' Beddingfield

Me having more fun than is strictly reasonable while pretending to levitate.

Nice photo of me and Lenny on the decks at the Sub Club last May. Uttter egomaniac press shot material!