Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
Song of the day – 664: Edible Arrangements
Think somewhere between Pram and early Broadcast, that cerebral and slightly krautrocky, wide-eyed and naîve psychedelia, free of drug-addled influence and wah-pedals – but also not at all.
Thirteen in ’13 (so far) from Erika Elizabeth
Think Young Marble Giants meets the first wave of kill rock stars, or something like that.
