We had a bit of a set-to the other night on the Collapse Board Faceboook group over a review of the Bedroom Suck compilation. I thought you might enjoy the edited highlights. If you haven’t done so already, read the review first, otherwise much of this won’t make sense. Lee: I just read this, and this […]
By Heath Sledger Go Away and Leave it all Behind : 2014/15 is a new (free) sampler from Brisbane-incepted indie label Bedroom Suck Records. The name invokes the will to get out there in the night and have a good time seeing bands or mates’ bands instead of staying in. Commendable enough, but the songs […]
I see Cannon play. This is part of the Bedroom Suck five-year anniversary. What’s not to like? Buncha loud-mouthed disreputable local types playing a buncha loud-mouthed disreputable shouty punk songs. With a female drummer who kicks ass. Bangs alive, but I’d be driven to distraction if this was all I saw live… but I’d still […]
Music that doesn’t suck. There’s a Bedroom Suck compilation out: BSR5. It’s there to celebrate five years since the label was started by two discontents living in the steamy undergrowth of Brisbane, 27 tracks featuring… well, I’m guessing it features some fucking great Australian music. (I ain’t heard it, you understand.) Not much of a guess […]
A slight diversion from my embarrassment of Spanish riches today, but well. Sometimes. You know? Sometimes. Sometimes you just got to enter the room two hours too late. This is better than when I saw the bats fly away from the balcony of the Old Museum. Better than a knight-alone checkmate when you’re black and […]
What is ‘Ela Stiles’? Fleeting beauty, sunlight through a dense canopy. And the breathless darkness wrapping around you as the shards of illumination slip further out of reach. It is an artefact, as if uncovered by accident. Irregular in shape like it was worn by the passage of time, the first side comprising six songs […]
Sarah: Is Scraps a euphemism for anything? Laura: Not really – its just crap between two s’. One must always be wary of “bedroom projects” these days, since any dullard with a computer and a sound-generating device can market themselves as a musician. Scraps, at the very least, is not a dullard – say how-de-do […]
In the uncertainty and shit-talk of 2013, Bitch Prefect might just shine a little light.
Let’s talk about cliché, baby. How many can you count in this short description?
Beautifully laconic awkward pop from Adelaide: all crushed violet and failed romantic leanings.