Everett True

Song of the day – 113: White Woods

There’s a certain strain of Australian music that holds intrigue as its core. If I cared to look closer, I could probably determine its precursors: psychedelic, feedback-laced, blessed with a sense of distance and alienation, probably rooted in the same basic three or four Velvet Underground chords that once led Robert Forster to believe he […]

 Everett True

Song of the day – 112: The Native Cats

Time to spread a little Tasmanian love. I wrote about The Native Cats a while back in the NME, perhaps erroneously comparing singer Peter Escott to Scott Walker. On this new White Denim seven-inch he sounds like a frayed-nerve throwback to the late 70s, fronting one of those scary, dark, misanthropic bands like The Passage, […]