This vaguely recalls many delights, but has a sunlit haze charm unique to one street in my Chosen City. Like a toddler walking sideways and falling over just because she can. Delicious.
If you’re interested in love, death, girl groups, punk rock and surf, let us know!
The internet is an amazing place. Turntable.fm just made it even better.
Damn, this is great. One of those times when everything else stops, your whole life goes on temporary hold, and you turn the volume up and UP.
Wouldn’t it be so great if something so obviously corporate-backed and hipster-fed turned out to be amazing after all?
Anything that makes me swoon for the days when I would listen to the Shangri-La’s ’65 album for hours on end.
I’ve been meaning to link to this for a while.
Sure it’s a little aggressive. So is life. So what the fuck are you waiting for?
The problem with Brisbane appears to be an overload of the creative process: there are too many folk being creative and not enough people satisfied with being consumers
I still write for a few other places. One of these is the excellent NYC femme-focused magazine, Bust, for which I write a regular column, Everett True and his First Ladies Of Rock, a short consumer guide look at some of the fine, unheralded, female-led bands around. I’ve been on at my contact at Bust […]