Hello, I’m writing because Everette True did a feature on my old band Agent Ribbons a few years back. I’m not sure how to get in touch with him but I wanted to see if he or anyone there would be interested in premiering or featuring a music video/diy video art piece for my new […]
One more from the source. I’m whistling soundlessly in the dark here, aren’t I? The mix tape I keep dreaming of doesn’t exist. I know I could create my own. That’s not the point, is it? Here’s the link to the music. Beautiful and… just whistling soundlessly. There’s more. There’s always more. Aren’t you glad […]
Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
The extra reading is well worth your time. I’m way more entertaining than I need to be, given the subject matter.
Fuck’s sake. Where have all the men gone? Do men even make music any more?
This is the one I find most beguiling and strange and sad and simultaneously seductive.
Angela Carter crossed with the newspaper, myth and reality intertwined in a tragic dance. That’s CocoRosie right there.
The kitchen-sink clattering of Youth Novels has been replaced by enormous thunderous drums, multi-tracked heavenly choirs, and melodies that come in great trembling reverberations.
Yet another band whose sole reason for forming was to parade around in funky sunglasses at summer festivals.