When running the country gets him down, it's an Irish drinking song that gets David Cameron playing air guitar. The Prime Minister has revealed that Thin Lizzy's "Whiskey in the Jar" boasts his favourite riff of all time.

Wow. On record, the slender Canadian comes across as a fairly conventional country singer, lamenting her achy breaky heart (“Dying of Another Broken Heart”) and her own dirty deception (“Little Lie”). It’s not material designed – unlike Bonnie Prince Billy and Jim White – to scare the horses.

Bands like The Cranberries must beware of cashing in on nostalgia, says Elisa Bray

History is just a series of dates

The NME editor has made a grovelling apology for her campaign against singer Ed Sheeran. Nadia Khomami looks at spats between popsters and the press

The first line of the first song on the first Smiths album contains, like some fractal, the essence of their entire oeuvre.

If you're going to name your band after a Captain Beefheart album, you'd better make sure you're pretty damn good - or pretty damn weird, at least.

News that Noel Gallagher is to take his brother to court reminds us there are few more dispiriting sights for dedicated music fans than seeing their heroes on the way to hearings. Trussed up in unfamiliar shirt and tie combinations, they look as uncomfortable as ex-lags at job interviews. It is bad enough when artists attend divorce proceedings or face the beak for falling asleep at the wheel, but far worse is when they have brought the suit (legal, not sartorial) themselves. Any dealings with the legal system are bound to make the protagonist look petty-minded, venal or underhand.

Taking fellow bandmates to court is usually a mistake, says Chris Mugan

The last time I saw Morrissey at the Brixton Academy, he was in The Smiths and lines of horse-backed police awaited our exit. The police are out in force in nearby streets as I arrive tonight, and the singer alludes to the weekend's unrest, wondering if David Cameron has ever been to Tottenham and pointedly playing "People Are the Same Everywhere". But Morrissey always carries a self-provoked micro-climate of trouble.

Photographer Stephen Wright says his eleven-year-old son Paul tells him to turn his music down and can’t understand why his old music photos are in black and white.

In my letter on Saturday (Yes. Didn't you know? We're open for business on a Saturday, too), I solicited your ideas for a guest editor for i in the wake of the Archbishop of Canterbury's rather successful effort in the chair at the New Statesman.