I put on my own clubnight for The Guardian.
A profile of cheeky young upstart Declan McKenna for a special newspaper published for The Great Escape 2016.
The first song has emerged since pop's golden couple, Calvin Harris and Taylor Swift, broke up. While Olé, a tropical-sounding ode to a duplicitous women, was most likely written before Swift and her latest beau, Tom Hiddleston, were pictured cavorting on a beach, that hasn't stopped the gossip-mongers from speculating that this is a revenge song on Harris's part - thanks to lyrics including, "Call me to tell me you've been going through hell/ Left him alone and you booked in a hotel."
Chose some random gadgets that changed the world for the NME and they provided some nice pictures.
I went speed dating wearing Google Glass and it was exactly as terrible as you would expect.
Playing doom-monger for the Metro.
Grab a scarf and some sturdy leaf-crunching shoes, it's time to embrace autumn in London. From glowing sunsets, to bracing walks, cosy pubs, healthy harvests and a barrel load of warming whisky, here are eight autumnal outings in London guaranteed to get you in the mood for smashing conkers.
Celebs try to dress to a tech theme, I make fun of them for it.
Technology was supposed to free us from the shackles of our day jobs. Having emails on our phones was meant to make it easier to work from anywhere, so we didn't have to spend late nights in the office or take a day off to go to the doctor's.
Another year dawns and the fast paced world of technology continues to wait for no man. What will transpire in 2016's 366 days? Who will change the world? What will flop? Who will fold? Whose data breaches will be the worst?
How did we flirt before we could drink? A guide to games played in a circle for Oh Comely's 'wheels' issue.
In which I prove myself to be London's foremost conker expert.
Feature on the rise of girl-run, girl-focused club nights in London for Time Out.
A look at the return of the cassette tape.
Festival season is kicking off, and if you're planning to spend three days drinking warm beer and watching bands in a field this year, you're probably thinking "hey, what tech should I take?"
Palehound, Rihanna, Femme, Bleached, Haelos, Katy B, Twin Peaks, Cyndi Lauper, Gold Panda, Mitski, Boys Forever, Sophie Ellis Bextor, Elle Exxe, Grouplove, Busted
We have ruined V Festival for ourselves. You and I and the ageing process, and all the money we've spent on boutique festivals and unique camping experiences in beautiful places. Places where the trees are adorned with weatherproof origami and the mac'n'cheese is made by Annie Mae.
A review of Rihanna live at Wembley Stadium for the Metro. It was good.
The best pop band in the UK played the Roundhouse in Camden on Tuesday night. They strode out confident and mature, banged out hit after heavy hit, danced, harmonised, bantered, threw love out into the crowd and got it back in spades. Then One Direction came on.
Interviews: SOAK, Alex G, Japanese Breakfast, Diet Cig || Album reviews: Pet Shop Boys, LUH, CHVRCHES, Wet, Lizzo, Big Ups, Alessia Cara, Tegan & Sara, DD Dumbo, Daniel Woolhouse
Do you remember the spring of 2007, when we all got really into Wii Bowling? And then we figured out exactly how to twist the Wiimote in order to get a strike so we just kept getting strikes every single go? Tegan & Sara have figured out exactly how to twist the Wiimote of pop.
Slightly reachy contribution to Oh Comely's What We're Reading pages.
BeTtEr ThAn YoU rEmEmBeR iT bEiNg.
I thought it was a three star album at the time. I think it's a four now.
The roads leading up to the Parc El Forum in Barcelona are lined with men dangling cans from six-pack rings, asking wrist-band wearing passers by, 'Cerveza? Cervezabeer? Cerveza?'
Bestival is a strange beast. With a line-up that lurches wildly from hardcore dance to woozy underground guitar-pop, it's not sure whether to be a Shoreditch dive bar, a hippy commune or Club 18-30 for Surrey freshers.
Interview with hot young Australian things Methyl Ethel for BEAT magazine
Depending on who you talk to, Carly Rae Jepsen is either a one hit wonder or the artist behind one of 2015's best albums. She's 'oh isn't she the one who did that song Call Me Maybe?' or she's 'OMG JEPPO <3'. Either you're into the singles or the deep cuts.
A chat about technology with the least techy Bond girl the world has ever seen.
Black Eyed Pea Will.i.am might not be the first person who springs to mind when you think of computer processors, but that hasn't stopped him hooking up with Intel. As the company's Creative Director, what Mr I.am is actually working on is still under wraps but he went after the gig by pitching the chip company with what he calls "the sixth computer".
"I've never heard of a band I know calling a meeting saying, 'You know what guys, we've really gotta get back to the way it used to be', you know?" Ben Gibbard is telling me about Death Cab For Cutie's new album, Kintsugi.
There are some elements of fame that every young popstar-in-waiting aspires to - magazine covers, stadium shows and verified ticks on Twitter - but when you've been welcomed to the stage by Taylor Swift and hung out with Drake, I guess you might start to get a bit blasé about things like top five Billboard hits.
The recording studios where your favourite albums are made are in the most ordinary places. You walk past them every day without realising it - in unassuming houses, on residential roads and the back of run down practice rooms, bands slog away and pay by the hour trying to turn nothing into something that gives you goosebumps.
"In about two hours I'm going to be really nervous," says Bridie Monds-Watson, otherwise known as SOAK. In about two hours she's going to be on set recording a few songs for Later... With Jools Holland.
Every so often, the internet takes a break from trolling tech sites and complaining about celebrities to create a beautiful mash-up of movie bits, be it a montage of brilliance, like the 100 greatest movie threats of all time, or a trailer remix that adds new meanings to the same old shots.
If you ever want to hear a music critic operating at Peak Pretension, ask them what genre The Raveonettes fall into. The band has been associated with every hybrid imaginable, from retro garage to noise pop, surf rock to whatever post-modernist motown is supposed to be.
Say the words "Ooh, stick you" to any British person between the ages of 20 and 40 and they will involuntarily complete the phrase: "Your momma too (and your daddy)!" Daphne and Celeste gambolled onto the pop scene in 1999, back when there were five members of 5ive, seven members of S Club 7 and Smash Hits was still just about readable.
Try to decipher the hidden meaning behind Michelle Zauner's stage name and you will fail. "I just liked the way the words sounded together," she tells us on the phone from Seattle, where she's staring down the barrel of a nine hour drive to the next stop on tour.
A club night of break-up bangers a friend and I devised, run, DJ, PR and do everything for, basically. We're regularly at Birthdays in Dalston, and have done two nights at Somerset House events.
I write the email newsletter copy for Vue cinemas, and the odd film-related article for their website.
I've written features, interviews and quizzes for the Telegraph's branded content arm, covering everything from iPhones and Adele to films and airmiles.
I wrote this on the bus when I was drunk.