The best entry wins the new Stephen Malkmus album … or something good, if they’d rather.
Sometimes, I think this is the greatest song ever recorded (Song of the day – 386: Toussaint McCall)
Sometimes, I think this is the greatest song ever recorded. And then I hear this.
I don’t think any of my guitar solos are any of the right notes or anything.
I don’t buy that whole kind of “Brisbane is shitty” thing. At the level of underground activity, I’m really positive about this place.
The Zoo may be the finest venue in all of Australia. It’s called The Zoo for a reason, and not just because there’s shit all over the floor and someone just gave birth to a litter of baby elephants.
My internal douchebage disappears and are replaced by feelings of guilt, confusion and remorse as Super Wild Horses glide through their set.
I’m sometimes asked if I ever change my mind after a review has been published. Yes, I do. Here’s one example.
I am now over men in dress-ups and edgy makeup singing about the devil an’ shit and thanking us for coming along tonight an’ here’s a song about dead things I have crafted just for you thanks again.
I see the manager walking across the room and my volume dissipates. When you’re one man and making the kind thick nutritious sonic slabs that AXXONN makes, it’s like having your throat cut