Esquire

Yes, golf sucks. But this is one man's story on how he became addicted to the most impossible, frustrating, time-consuming - but rewarding - game on Earth.

Famously the wind blew the sound in every direction but that of the audience, the beer ran out almost immediately and heavy handed security made getting in and out a trial of epic endurance. But why let reality intrude on myth?

Spike Island, the huge, chaotic Stone Roses gig on a reclaimed toxic waste site in Cheshire, in May 1990, will always be remembered as a key moment in British pop culture, when the Madchester scene …

The Rolling Stones' Keith Richards shares some lessons from an incredible life

Men aren’t supposed to notice other men’s underwear, but I’m afraid I do.

Three times a week in the gym, while standing on the scales and discovering I’ve lost no weight at all, I’ll glance around and take note of what’s going up or down, so to speak.

Are boxers back, or does the brief predominate? White or coloured? Do people really find skimpy bum-flossers with logos bigger tha…

They’re prescription. That’s why I wear them. A long time ago, the Middle American in me may have thought it was a bit affected maybe. But the light is very strong in southern California. And once you’ve experienced negative territory in public life, you begin to accept the notion of shields. I am a person who is trained to look other people in the eye. But I can’t look into the eye…

Esquire’s editor-at-large reckons he’s spent 720 hours on his analyst’s couch. That’s four hours a week for almost four years. Is he mad? Probably no more than you are. So how come you think you can solve your problems on your own?

Joyland was an indie, not as big as a Six Flags park, and nowhere near as big as Disney World, but it was large enough to be impressive, especially with Joyland Avenue, the main drag, and Hound Dog Way, the secondary drag, almost empty and looking eight lanes wide. I heard the whine of power-saws and saw plenty of workmen—the largest crew swarming over the Thunderball, one of Joyland’s two coasters—…

Believe it or not, Michael Douglas is still underrated - it’s time to bow down to the star of Behind the Candelabra.

They’re doing nothing. But theirs is a tense nothing, a studied nothing, a nothing filled with something. Hands in pockets, leaning on a parked truck, eyes left and eyes right, nobody talking, just standing there, on a corner, three men, white vests, sinewy arms, little rat-tail haircuts.

Boys, really. Our car stops. Shadows from the crude barrio buildings fall across the rain-wet road, their edges softene…

"The world's only 87-year-old sex symbol," is how a guest described the writer James Salter to me last night. She wasn't joking. There he was, in the middle of the room, straight backed, elegant in blazer and tie, a glass of red wine in his hand, surrounded by adoring men and women, smiling graciously, signing books, gently playing everything down.

The party, thrown by Picador, the publishing house, in a swan…