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 Lee Adcock

Song of the Day #691 – Street Eaters (in the flesh)

Song of the Day #691 – Street Eaters (in the flesh)

Photo by Adam Thorman I tend to gravitate towards other non-alcoholics, like a moth to a street lamp. Because, unlike certain music critics you may know, I don’t drink at all. And other non-alcoholics, I’ve found, are usually sharper, nicer, and honestly way cooler at parties (in my eyes, anyway). John and Megan arrived with […]

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Song of the Day #690 – Cancers

Song of the Day #690 – Cancers

Ella invited me to the show. She found me as many people do – on Facebook, via a mutual friend. (Aside – this is also how I met my current landlord when my previous landlady, a psychotic control freak, was about to kick me out. Through the same mutual friend, in fact. I owe said […]

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Song of the Day #689 – Salsa Chest

Song of the Day #689 – Salsa Chest

In every aspect, this house was the ultimate retreat from the downtown clubs. For one, it was tucked away above the railroads in a tree-sheltered neighborhood, at the very end of its street. For another, the tiny living room (?) was bedecked in art – surreal paintings and collages; a glittery garland halo; a back […]

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Song of the Day #688 – Sharkpact

Song of the Day #688 – Sharkpact

The bands were always up front. Always. Everyone admired each other. Some were even singing along. The sound system hiccupped before Dogjaw could barrel into their first tune, and two folks (among others) stepped in at once to help – one burly bloke inspected the gear, and a svelte lady brought forth a toolbox of […]

 Lee Adcock

Song of the Day #687 – Dogjaw

Song of the Day #687 – Dogjaw

You lucky schmucks – this week you’ll get a new song of the day EVERY day. How sweet is that? Each of the following artists convened at one stellar house show in Athens on Thursday (and the wee hours of Friday, too). “So we went downtown, and we saw these ridiculous parking meters…” Meg of […]

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Amanda Palmer and friends in all their glory, live at a house party in Lutwyche

Amanda Palmer and friends in all their glory, live at a house party in Lutwyche

Suddenly I realise I’m in a room with people actually comfortable with sexuality and I’m relieved to be around a sexual culture that doesn’t exist just to please men.