I want a little glamour around my presence: glamour is the last thing I possess right now. I don’t know if I’ll ever recapture that mood again.
Why is that male-fronted bands are more easily notorious for emotionality than any similarly visceral girl-fronted bands?
Every morning, just to wake myself up and remind myself I’m alive, I like to stare into the abyss.
I was intrigued to read the following words from QLD journalist Sophie Benjamin on her blog …
I love Facebook sometimes. You casually scroll through the comments and links and status updates of the myriad people who claim, mostly somewhat spuriously, to have an affiliation with you and discover this. You know that when a band lists their influences as B-52’s,Young Marble Giants, Shangri-Las, Detroit Cobras, Joan Jett & the Runaways, Exotica!, 60’s […]
Here’s what Brooklyn two-piece, female-male coupling, She Keeps Bees DON’T sound like. The White Stripes (What, did the number of people in the band fool you? Can’t think of many other groups with just two members?) Cat Power (What, did the sparseness of the music fool you? Did you feel that sparseness automatically confers a ‘confessional’ […]