The Northern Newsletter

Snow hangs in the crisp winter air, the streets empty yet cozy with a blanket of virgin white. Its façade only displaced by the prints of carol singers, spreading festivity as they harmonise for… ‘Metal Guru’. Yes, by English glam-rock pioneers T. Rex. To clarify however, this scenario is completely fictitious, unfortunately. But my adoration for the song isn’t and I’ve even controversially crowned it as my favourite Christmas song. Surprising for me to counter the normal, right? Still I feel it necessary to justify my conclusion, so where better to start than Liverpool.

Who doesn’t love to boogie on a saturday night?