Nots says NO! to everything. We say YES! to Nots. ‘Entertain Me’ is a force of nature. It doesn’t care about you, or me, or any of the other two-thousand people on the beach. It’s right up there with Hookworms’ ‘Away/Towards’. The John Steel Singers’ ‘State of Unrest’. dEUS’ ‘Suds & Soda’, even! It’s a […]
I ain’t sayin’ we’re always first. In fact, I know damn well that quite often I’m around three years late. I’m just sayin’ that it’s nice to know that some people have been turned on to some great music via this site. Cheers. 1. Tunabunny WHY AREN’T THESE PEOPLE MY FRIENDS? WHY AREN’T THESE PEOPLE […]
Above: Witching Waves @ the Hello Goodbye Show. I had been working on this year end list for what seems like weeks. I’d been fighting off this nasty bug since Thanksgiving. It finally caught up with me and I spent what seems like ages in a fevered state so I can’t really feel too bad if […]
Well, I do feel obligated to report on Hookworms’ progress before the year ends, given that our chief hypemonger confessed a junky-like addiction to their roller coaster debut (or really, just the opener) last year. And seems the bloke would shout down a megaphone to the masses about how much a song can move him […]
The fuck you say. From the label that brought you Thee Open Sex. Vacation Club “Heaven Is Too High” by Vacation Club They say: Vacation Club’s debut full-length HEAVEN IS TOO HIGH fries you blind with a most pleasant and poisonous cocktail of psych-pop. The Indiana four-piece delivers infectiously poppy bubblegum chewed up and spit […]
What? When did this come out again? Three months ago, you say? Oh WHO CARES. Gems like this ought to be dredged up again and again to save our souls from the marble-ogling masses. Why? ‘Cos I’m puh-SESSED. Fuck the headphones. FUCK ‘EM! This is 80-miles-per-hour music, (yeah,I said miles – SUCK IT, WORLD), the […]
2013 is finally over and I hope I never have to look back on it past this point. I can say now this has been the most dreadful of all my years knocking me down constantly as I come to terms with a divorce and try to pull myself back up and hope for motivation […]
Man, what a crazy goddamned year. Not the music, the music was great.
Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
They got something. A sense of distance, dissonance, dislocation, despair… I don’t know. But they got something.