A new book looks at the connection between The Beach Boys and Charles Manson.
Desperately seeking asylum and not being able to drive down one section of a motorway are clearly two very different plights. Still, there are plenty of pissed off people this side of the Channel, so we went to speak to them.
We found the one club in London that will have no problem properly fucking up your evening.
"I would always cut my toenails and leave them in a pile. Then I got a jar, so I just put them in that."
Frankie the Frankfurter was far more chic than any of the front-rowers.
For the whole five days, I stole everything I ate, drank, wore and watched.
I went to their studio so they could explain how exactly that works.
We spoke to the Canadian author about penning a book on Celiné, getting James Franco to write for him, and obviously, poptimism.