Nice way of putting it. Sunny QLD krautrock. So close to an oxymoron, and two ‘genres’ which very possibly should never be allowed to cross-pollinate… one thinks… but, yeah I like it.
The anger hits; the sadness hurts. There’s nothing cute about this band, not anymore.
Sex, drugs, more sex, more drugs, each song details another night of Bacchanalian excess with no redemption in sight. Are you ready to party?
It was The Supremes’ ‘Baby Love’ that really brought back that Chunka-Chunka feeling
You don’t have to work for them. You don’t have to write for them.
Death Rattle – The Stone Roses, Primal Scream, Oasis and the travesty of British Alternative Rock in the 90s
Large elements of the UK alternative press seemed to be waiting for the right guitar band to get behind, the right guitar band to believe in. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Stone Roses.
Occasionally, I wonder if I stopped off in the wrong city. It’d be nice to travel down to Northcote or Collingwood of an evening and be able to catch a sprawling set of often instrumental music from Beaches: music that touches on much of what I enjoy (Krautrock, 60s garage, beach parties, Sonic Youth, 1980 […]