Bam! Bam! are a couple of Oakland scrumpers sent here to take our apple-sized rock'n'roll hearts. …
In 1981, Oh-OK were already creating songs of child-like wonder laced with a hint of darkness. …
If you want to be immortal, have them play Dirty Three at your funeral.…
Visions seduces me a little more, yet at the same time, I know I will never truly love it…
If The White Stripes had been obsessed with Flying Nun instead of the blues and Led Zeppelin, it would have sounded like this. For someone like me, it’s absolute heaven. …
If I wanted some beefy, macho shithead to yell at me, I’d join the Marines. Or call my fucking dad.…
Better Luck Next Life is the sound of aristocratic decay. It’s spiritual exhaustion, the crumbling of an empire into petty, isolated camps of self-degradation.…
It’s a concept album about the fall of decadence, the inability to live any longer wrapped within one’s bullshit, the sound of someone pulling back the curtain on their personal Satyricon and recoiling in disgust.…
It just makes you want to smash up a mic stand. It just makes you want to dive into the drum kit. It just makes you want to scream and whoop and holler and call up the dead.…
'Lost At Sea' is better. The guitar is no longer wielded like an apology. From here it’s going to be all right (as in everything is right not merely alright).…
LC follows the template he’s been following for the last 20 years. He’s still peddling his bedroom songs for the educated letch.…
I hate music festivals because I love music, and I mean properly love music. Real love is unhealthy, obsessive, consuming. I am outside Music’s house in defiance of a restraining order. I am frightening off Music’s new boyfriend. I am holding Music’s pets to ransom until Music agrees to return my calls.…