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 […]
The return of Everett True | 13. Manflu
Yesterday’s entry was such a find, I was seriously thinking of stopping the series again. But fuck it. I’m in England in three or four days time – first time in four years – and something needs to be done to keep the nagging fear away, feed the emptiness inside. This is nothing like, nothing […]
The return of Everett True | 12. The Tuts
Damn. I stop listening to my heartland music for a few short weeks, and… damn. All this wonderful music rushes out through the cracks in the pavement and rushes to comfort me in its warm embrace. I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I never should have doubted that music could ever stop making me so deliriously wonderfully riotously […]
The return of Everett True | 11. Honeyblood
No prep time. I’m going in cold. I’m a sucker for sunflowers and lavender. There was a massive lavender bush outside the house in grew up in, in Chelmsford. About the only plant that survived the years. I bought Charlotte a sunflower the day Isaac was born (cost a fiver, I recall). I’m a sucker […]
The return of Everett True | 10. Lady Neptune
You need this. The video is mesmeric. The song is like everything else but then it keeps going and keeps going and before long you realise that it isn’t. Like everything else. Thing is, with this sort of lo-fi do-it-yourself scuzz rock it’s often better to have no budget at all than unlimited resources. (I’m projecting […]
The return of Everett True | 9. Beverley Kills
So yesterday’s choice was unpopular, then; or more accurately, widely ignored. No matter. I have but to flex my arms and surely a whole array of feathers will come cascading down. Sooner or later. Perhaps people prefer it when I remain silent. No matter. This is a cover of a song I don’t particularly like, […]
The return of Everett True | 8. Makthaverskan
All music reminds me of the past. How can it not? The comments underneath this clip of music mention variously The Cure, Nirvana, The Cranberries, punk, post-punk, The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart, jangle pop… and I will throw in a guess at them being Scandinavian, probably with a couple of boy members. This goes to […]
The return of Everett True | 7. Frankie Cosmos
Peter [COLLAPSE BOARD] Contact Us Hi Everett: I was the tour booker for the Lovely Eggs in Germany. They introduced me to your great work. I´d like to introduce you to Frankie Cosmos from New York, who also calles herself Ingrid Superstar. She is 18 years old and already released DOZENS of homemade albums on […]
Australia’s ‘harshest’ music critic? For fuck’s sake, learn how to do your research, Buzzfeed
Guess folk have to have some form of shit to write about, otherwise folk would be out of a job. Case in point. “Is this Australia’s harshest critic?” This was the semi-rhetorical question Buzzfeed Australia posed about Melbourne music writer and editor Tyson Wray yesterday. Tyson works full-time as an editor at Melbourne’sBeat Magazine, but has gained loads of […]
Your favourite three Jonathan Richman songs | a thoroughly scientific survey
Which one could it be? ‘Roadrunner (once)’? Roadrunner (twice)’? ‘Roadrunner (live)’? Or will all the different versions split the vote? All I know is that I’m in love with rock’n’roll and I’ll be up all night. This one was so close we had to go into a second round of voting. I would explain the process, but […]
