NO RESPECTS! These are the first words discernable from the disembodied diatribe, but the personality behind them was perfectly clear when the first slurred syllable pushed out of the PA. The voice emanates vaguely from a stage semi-populated by tight-lipped musicians behind a spot-lit empty platform, but its presence is physical. People look, grin, cheer […]
The Libertines – Gunga Din Justin Edwards: I could always understand the appeal of The Libertines in 2002/03 but also considered that they managed to peak between albums with the post-first album Don’t Look Back into the Sun and the pre-second album Can’t Stand Me Now. In 2014 I can’t really understand the appeal of […]
By Ben Green When it rains it pours. It’s one of those nights where Brisbane’s already marginal music vote is split, a full card of candidates rolling into town and setting up their soapboxes on opposite street corners. The elder axeman, the emo-glam queen, the scrappy next-big-things. Not to mention the cyclone bearing down. “You’ll […]
Most musicians are mired in their muck. And we love that. But some people – I guess I call them artists – seem to float above it all, with the lightest touch. Ben Ely is a musician and it comes naturally, like breathing. This is his first show with a new drummer and he’s glad to be […]
The doors are closed when I arrive. This is because the gig is on the other side of town. I’ve wrongly assumed Wire would play at The Hi Fi, a larger, air-conditioned venue that’s hosted a series of older/reformed bands lately. Instead they are playing The Zoo, a smaller, hotter venue that tends a little […]
That narrative in the music press (the music press love a narrative) in which Blank Realm emerge four-legged from the murky deep and wriggle their gills in the fresh air of rock n roll? It’s true, to an extent. I told it myself a few years back, on an unread, long-dead blog. “Blank Realm invented […]
“We gotta go to school today, gotta learn THAT! STUPID! SHIT!/Soon as I can get a car to drive then I’m gonna be DONE WITH IT!”
In the uncertainty and shit-talk of 2013, Bitch Prefect might just shine a little light.
Bardo Pond shouldn’t have faces because their music doesn’t sound like it comes from people.
Ah, Tim. How many performers, in the straight-up ‘rock band’ world or indeed elsewhere, self-censor as little as Tim Rogers?