Everett True’s Favourite Albums of 1980
Back then, I couldn’t write. So I kept lists all the time. And I graded all the shows I went to (shudder). Here. Let’s have a peek. I seem to recall the first column is for how well I felt the band performed (out of six) (plus or minus fractions or variables, depending on outside […]
So you think most music critics are failed musicians? Go fuck yourself
There was a comment on one of my Facebook threads the other day that angered me immensely. (It led to an immediate de-Friending…uh, like that’s going to hurt.) You are a critic and not a musician. Now, I ain’t denying that perhaps I could have misinterpreted the fellow’s intentions, typing such a sentence. He was […]
The return of Everett True | 66. Technicolor Hearts
Hello, I’m writing because Everette True did a feature on my old band Agent Ribbons a few years back. I’m not sure how to get in touch with him but I wanted to see if he or anyone there would be interested in premiering or featuring a music video/diy video art piece for my new […]
Everett True reacts to the news Beady Eye have decided to call it a day
Any similarities between this and a post called Everett True reacts to the news Silverchair have finally decided to call it a day are purely coincidental. Related posts: REVIEWED IN PICTURES Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds – Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds (Sour Mash)
The return of Everett True | 65. No Jaws
I keep telling folk bribery will work. I have no idea why people don’t listen. Failing that, try flattery. Make sure it’s sincere, though. Cue a message left on Twitter*. Mr. Thackray may tear us apart. But perception of a man who percepts so well is recognition enough. This new Song of the Day sounds […]
The return of Everett True | 64. Arre! Arre!
That’s how it works sometimes. I send a recommendation out there, my friends and readers pick up on it, and they send one back. Mutually beneficial. Sounds like an ad for a building society, doesn’t it? We go around in circles. We go around and round and round and round. No, that’s not me speaking. […]
The return of Everett True | 63. Bloods
It’s Kim Warnick. It’s Tobi Vail. It’s Corin Tucker. It’s Matrimony. It’s The Go-Go’s. It’s a taut coiled spring ready to pounce. It’s The Pleasure Seekers. It’s Blue Angel. It’s Patty Schemel. It’s repetition as a weapon. It’s The Donnas. It’s Bangs. It’s The Detroit Cobras. It’s autonomy. It’s Dolly Mixture. It’s Divinyls. It’s Dogtower. […]
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 […]
Superstar + Primitive Motion + Cannon @ Black Bear Lodge, Brisbane 20.10.14
I see Cannon play. This is part of the Bedroom Suck five-year anniversary. What’s not to like? Buncha loud-mouthed disreputable local types playing a buncha loud-mouthed disreputable shouty punk songs. With a female drummer who kicks ass. Bangs alive, but I’d be driven to distraction if this was all I saw live… but I’d still […]
