This is the sort of spectacle that makes kids wanna buy some instruments and try this music thing out for themselves.
King Tuff sound like garage hillbilly metal, grounded by a bassist who looks like he came straight out of a 70s porno.
Basically, Sarah’s dick has a lot of room for sucking.
Blixa wipes the sweat off his forehead. He says that if we’ve “accidentally managed to learn German at some stage”, it’s worth it.
There’s a kid pulling his earplugs in and out. No! Stop! What are you thinking?
The idea was to not to try to, you know, glorify violence or anything, we just thought it was a fun idea
I want to be with you everywhere
I don’t buy that whole kind of “Brisbane is shitty” thing. At the level of underground activity, I’m really positive about this place.
“What does it say about a place when the cultural capital you’re producing is fucking I Heart Hiroshima. That’s unacceptable.”