Why do music fans have to be so reductionist. Does everyone HAVE to think the same way?
The nastiness, the blackness and bleakness, is a lot of the attraction.
Maybe if I hadn’t been such a dull-jawed slack-witted alcoholic retard…
I remember straining throats and closed eyes and wide open mouths, nodding heads, parallel guitar necks and shuffling feet. The crowd moved a lot
Short bittersweet truncated minimal playful bunches of noise.
It’s The Darkness rolled into the JAMMS isn’t it? But slicker and more disposable (not an insult).
The greatest album ever made? Right now, I can’t think of another.
Just fuck man and enjoy yourselves and get wasted and listen to sweet, sweet music all life long because this fucking sweet, sweet music is going to last you all life long.
by Matt Kennedy It’s been dead quiet around here the last two months.
My humble little film about Australian music, Eternal Soundcheck: The First Year can now be watched in full on YouTube.