Totally Mild launch their second album, Her, with a show at Brisbane’s Black Bear Lodge, featuring support from s>c>r>a>p>s.
The Goon Sax have recently been enjoying a quite rapid ascension in popularity as a well-known presence within Australian music, along with growing attention from overseas. Before taking off on a European tour, they play what is billed as their last show for “quite a while” in their home city, at The Foundry with support […]
Prior to an upcoming move to Europe, The Goon Sax play a farewell show at Brisbane’s Foundry, with support from Scraps and The Mosaics.
By Hayley Scott. “I want people to think about me”, sings a wistful Louis Forster on the title track of The Goon Sax’s candidly self-deprecating LP, Up To Anything. The album deals in subjects that pertain to certain kind of world-weary adolescence that’s never cynical nor maudlin. Instead, it’s presented with a wide-eyed excitement that […]
Music that doesn’t suck. There’s a Bedroom Suck compilation out: BSR5. It’s there to celebrate five years since the label was started by two discontents living in the steamy undergrowth of Brisbane, 27 tracks featuring… well, I’m guessing it features some fucking great Australian music. (I ain’t heard it, you understand.) Not much of a guess […]
Right-o. We need to sound out this love thing a little more. First off. You might recall that, some months back, I dithered over the electric bedroom project Scraps. Now, I’m gonna tell you that this is another bedroom project. The question isn’t girl vs. boy. It’s about craft. Scraps, for all its patchwork charm, […]
Sarah: Is Scraps a euphemism for anything? Laura: Not really – its just crap between two s’. One must always be wary of “bedroom projects” these days, since any dullard with a computer and a sound-generating device can market themselves as a musician. Scraps, at the very least, is not a dullard – say how-de-do […]
Kirin J Callinan launches his Embracism album at The Zoo in Brisbane, with support from Standish/Carlyon, Scraps and Per Purpose.
I wanted blurred angst. I got cold-shouldered warmth.
Brisbane. It’s scrappy. It’s hot. Our idea of entertainment is to have our photograph taken with Santa in the local shopping mall. Yet it’s home.