The return of Everett True | 62. The UV Race
Let me quote The Jam at you. “Life is timeless, days are long when you’re young/You used to fall in love with anyone/Any guitar and any bass drum.” That’s how it works, right? You see a band, you fall in love for a minute, an hour, a week, a year… whatever it takes. It’s even […]
The return of Everett True | 55. Duck Duck Chop
Goddamn. A two-piece from Melbourne who remember This Heat with the same fondness as me. Probably not so old as me, though – so they’ve never had the privilege of arguing with skinheads heckling This Heat playing live, nor of having the person next to them stabbed for being too lippy. But they sure understand the […]
Guy and Marcus Blackman Experimentation Project – Country Pantry (Distort)
Ever sit and think a spell on dreamteam musical duos? Like, SuperHeavy should be enough to put any romance re: the supergroup completely of yer head, but there’s something always kinda thrilling about the idea of getting two disparate individuals in a room to see what sticks. Daniel Boone and D. Boon? Daniel Boone and […]
The return of Everett True | 14. High Tension
Just some good old-fashioned low down and dirty parochial punk rock from Melbourne. I fuckin’ love it. (“Proper Music Journalism(TM)” © Everett True 2014). Imagine, all the fun I’d fuckin’ have if I ever left the fuckin’ house again. It probably increases your enjoyment if you’re familiar with the area but… well, fuck damn. You […]
Song of the day – 641: Smile
First time I was ever in Sydney, I took a trip with a photographer and PR to the blue mountains, to find the hotel they shot The Shining at, so hungover and the sun so hurting my eyes, they bled liquid gold.
In Photos: Bloods + Major Leagues @ The Worker’s Club, Melbourne, 30.08.2013
By Justin Edwards Sydney’s Bloods launch their Golden Fang EP at Melbourne’s Worker’s Club, with support from Brisbane’s Major Leagues.
Song of the day – 626: Courtney Barnett
I actually thought that great Australian music begins and ends with the twin cultural hotspots of Hobart and Brisbane
Song of the day – 599: Secret Valley
If everyone sings like they’re hungover, and if all the instruments sound very vaguely woozy and splatted with alcohol, it’s because they very probably are.
What I did tonight instead of going to see Beaches play live
If only I’d listened to this one properly before tonight, I might have risked a journey down the Valley.
