Just a great fuckin’ rock’n’roll song from Sydney.
A few hours later I’m on the next train outta Melbourne on Collapse Board’s dime.
Just fuck man and enjoy yourselves and get wasted and listen to sweet, sweet music all life long because this fucking sweet, sweet music is going to last you all life long.
I love it when a band make it look this easy.
In my dreams, everything is shaped like silhouettes of the feet of three women staring into a puddle.
It’s the best week of summer vacation you ever had
Fuck ‘em. She’s the real thing, as honest, brutal, haunting and pure a songstress as Australia has ever had the honour of laying claim to
I can’t remember the last time the music from the night before left me feeling hollow. Gutted. Sad it had to finish.
You think pop music is JUST about the music? Fuck, I thought even 2-yr-olds knew that wasn’t the case.
Damn. This music is so fine. One minute 30. Why do you need more?