There’s a kid pulling his earplugs in and out. No! Stop! What are you thinking?
“The one that sounds like relentless helicopters is my favourite so far” – Lucy Cage on Facebook.
Maybe this has only been a clearing of the throat, a shaking off of the cobwebs, a necessary step into the harsh daylight of everyday existence. Maybe there is more to come.
The missing link between Robert Wyatt and Disco Inferno, A. R. Kane sounded equally at home in the club as in the bedroom, under the stars and in the studio.
This half-assed Paula Cole bullshit bores the crap out of me. Its Enya-esque sonic soundscapes make me wretch.
If this band were from Brisbane they wouldn’t be so darn nonchalant.
This is what it feels like to be alive in 2012 — connected to everything and more isolated than ever.
Yes. Beautiful Chinese dream-gaze.
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