By Everett True I wrote this several months ago. The Guardian had started up in Australia, and I was suggesting several different series to them, one of which would focus on notable Australian albums. They liked the idea, but eventually decided not to run with it. Sadly, this review slipped through the cracks while the […]
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
Most everything is fractured. This is good.
OK. Day two of my tribute to becoming Australian, and this group have significance for me. I’m sure my pal David Nichols can remind me of this, but when he found himself at a loose end for those crucial 12 hours in London on a stopover back from Olympia, WA to Melbourne in 1985, and […]