The album’s centrepiece, the five-minute long Jam Song, is a slow-burning tour de force, caged by desperation.
Sometimes it’s enough to get fucked and scream.
My internal douchebage disappears and are replaced by feelings of guilt, confusion and remorse as Super Wild Horses glide through their set.
My humble little film about Australian music, Eternal Soundcheck: The First Year can now be watched in full on YouTube.
Is the Australian music industry – ‘alternative’ or not – racist at its heart
I got the impression the AMP was supposed to cover ALL forms of music, not just indie. Isn’t Australia known for its hip-hop? Its hardcore?
I’ve mulled and mulled over this. I want to include present-day Australian bands I love in this mini-series, otherwise it wouldn’t be representative – but I’ve already written about dozens here. I’ve written about Melbourne’s Super Wild Horses as well, but they have their debut album Fifteen out this week or something, so it seems […]
Crap name. Shouldn’t let it put you off. This is classic Australian punk. The sort of thing claimed for so many, but played by so few. They’re probably complete dicks, but who cares? I’m saying you should check their music out, not buy ’em a drink.