Lydia Lunch Retrovirus play an Up Late show at Queensland’s Gallery of Modern Art in Brisbane.
Something sits heavy on my mind. I don’t want to mention it here and it’s hard to say. I’ll put it across to like this. A few days ago, a woman was murdered. Eurydice Dixon, 22. Not much more than a child. She was walking home through a Melbourne park. Aspired to be a comedian. […]
Photo by Hannah Golightly. Transcribed by Hannah Golightly and Lee Adcock I’ve been ill in bed off and on for weeks and I had to be given a lift to the train station which is a ten minute walk from my house, but illness was not going to stop me from interviewing Manchester band of […]
Yesterday’s entry was such a find, I was seriously thinking of stopping the series again. But fuck it. I’m in England in three or four days time – first time in four years – and something needs to be done to keep the nagging fear away, feed the emptiness inside. This is nothing like, nothing […]
Five hundred years ago Talk Normal would have been burned as witches for this act of prophecy.
“It doesn’t matter what you do, if you’re not a straight white male you’re going to get more harshly criticised than other people so you might as well just do whatever the fuck you want.”
If it was that easy to get right, don’t you think everyone would be doing it?
A week later, it’s all over the fucking national music press.
Why Everett True Is Right / Why Everett True Is Wrong … Everett True responds + 5 extraordinary songs
In that very same article, I lay trails to SEVEN other bands and musicians – all female – who No Mas Bodas remind me of
Why Aren’t There More Kate Bushes?