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 Athanasios Lazarou

‘Humanz’, Gorillaz: Subjectivity Is Not an Inherent Human Trait

‘Humanz’, Gorillaz: Subjectivity Is Not an Inherent Human Trait

By ­Athanasios Lazarou The most interesting thing about Gorillaz long awaited return isn’t the music (it’s inconsistent at best), it’s how the album is being delivered. Humanz is album that insists on both its own commercialism and its refusal of authorship. After a 7-year hiatus we not only get a 26-track album with collaborators such as […]

 Riley Fitzgerald

Gareth Liddiard @ The Brightside, Brisbane, 21.04.2017

Gareth Liddiard @ The Brightside, Brisbane, 21.04.2017

As a central creative force behind The Drones, Gareth Liddiard has been a cult presence within Australian music for more than a decade. While his group seems to have solidified its claim on popular culture with a growing string of much lauded albums, they remain resolutely on the periphery. Yet all in all, Liddiard doesn’t […]

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In Photos: Gareth Liddiard + Orlando Furious @ The Brightside, 21.04.2017

In Photos: Gareth Liddiard + Orlando Furious @ The Brightside, 21.04.2017

The Drones’ Gareth Liddiard plays a solo show at the Brightside in Brisbane, with support from Orlando Furious.

 Everett True

The return of Everett True | 165. Otoboke Beaver

The return of Everett True | 165. Otoboke Beaver

“How can they sing so fast, dad?” “Oh, this one. [Sigh of recognition.] This is way too fast. [Exclaims happily.] I don’t know how they do the music that fast. [Laughs quietly.] How do they do the music so fast, dad?” “[Slightly exasperated.] Are they singing in gibberish, or just very fast Japanese?” “I really […]

 Riley Fitzgerald

“It’s not pastiche. I think people can tell the difference”: An Interview with The Allah-Las’ Miles Michaud

“It’s not pastiche. I think people can tell the difference”: An Interview with The Allah-Las’ Miles Michaud

There’s an undeniable crate-digging obsession driving LA’s The Allah-Las. A quartet of self-confessed record junkies, the group overlay a gentle melancholy upon a core amalgam of R&B and gut punching garage psych. Yet far from simply venerating the acid-dazed brilliance of the ‘60s, there are also touches of bubblegum pop, surf, country and later revivalist […]

 Everett True

The return of Everett True | 164. Repulsive Woman

The return of Everett True | 164. Repulsive Woman

Ah, Dunedin. You have no real idea what lurks within Dunedin. For example: Repulsive Woman. I have long noted a strong link between a love for the music that lies at the unsettling heart of The Velvet Underground, and the music that unsettles at the heart of One Direction fandom. Many a happy hour have I […]

 Everett True

The return of Everett True | 163. Ed Sheeran

The return of Everett True | 163. Ed Sheeran

Context context context. You should see how wide my daughter’s eyes go when they hear the opening notes to this song. You should see her bounce so happily from one foot to another, stopping a moment to twirl here, stopping a moment to twirl there. You should see the happiness spread all over her body, […]

 Everett True

The return of Everett True | 162. Roger Robinson

The return of Everett True | 162. Roger Robinson

There’s a truism that no one likes being told they’re gonna like (or dislike) something. Holds true for film, for music, for literature. (This is where critics come in; they act as surrogate intimate strangers while simultaneously providing just enough of the necessary distance.) Yeah whatever. It’s a truism because it is a statement that is […]

 Everett True

2017 thus far in music

2017 thus far in music

Not my choices, though I’d be happy to claim ownership. These are from the pen of the Mighty Neil Kulkarni, nicked from Facebook. (ET) As he states, “And that’s just thus far and I’m sure I’ve forgotten tons. It’s been a fkn corking year, just like every year. See music is never really in demise. […]

 Everett True

The return of Everett True | 161. Glitoris

The return of Everett True | 161. Glitoris

The battle is lost. There is no need for me to stick around, railing at the clouds. The battle is lost, I tell you. I am reduced to playing loud ballbusters, KICK ASS ROCK at tepid volume, dead of night. Scared of unsettling the uncaring neighbours. Earlier today, Isaac asked if he could put on […]