Meeting Everett True was kind of a big deal for me. One of the reasons I paid for a masterclass with him was to get one of my reviews published in a real book. But really it was all about meeting your heroes. This is definitely a song you should hear before you die I […]
There’s a part of me that still holds that ‘We’re From Barcelona’ from those Zeitgeist-suckling, cod-Christian flailing, infectiously inane, irritatingly delightful I’m From Barcelona to be one of the singles of the 00s.
Such a wonderful night out. My third gig of 2012.
This was the penultimate lecture in Sex Drugs Rock N Roll this semester at QUT
I’ve been meaning to link to this for a while.
As well as deep feelings, this song just emulates any summer university student road trip; burning arms on car doors is such a Queensland problem.
I’m only including one track per album (aside from the omnipresent Bluebeat 45s, from which I’ve drawn three) as to do otherwise would unbalance the entire chart. This isn’t accurate by any means, and complete omits any listening that takes place (for example) at the office, on the bus, in the car, on vinyl, in […]
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 […]
Once again, I’m driven to slightly revise my opinion on a band. I’ve written about Allo Darlin’ before. And I’m sure I will again. But this song, everything about this song, the frame of reference that I can so relate to, the mentions of Bondi Beach and St Kilda and Talulah Gosh and The Maytals, […]
I’m going to hate myself when I wake up tomorrow and remember that I’ve posted songs from TWO cutie bands, but… I love this almost than I love the Allo Darlin’ cover. Or is it more? Perhaps it’s more? No, I think it’s almost. Perhaps. Who knows? Can I go obscure on your asses? Please […]