A brief history of Collapse Board
2010: Justin Edwards and Everett True found the site. It is intended as a radical alternative to the established Aus music press, with a focus on Brisbane. Meetings are held, where everyone stares blankly at everyone else. Drowned In Sound runs a series of articles asking “is music journalism dead?” 2011: Everett True brings in an array […]
What I did tonight instead of going to see The Veronicas play live
I thanked whatever Lady you would like me to thank that I’m still blessed with some taste. I missed Hinds (I didn’t miss Hinds – I saw Hinds). But I missed Hinds. I stared blankly into blank inner space. I cheered myself for reaching a rating of 1500 on chess.com. I deleted someone from my […]
Yesterday and today: favourite songs of the Interweb (volume three)
School was out. Now it’s back in again. The idea behind much of Collapse Board is to find new ways of presenting you with music you may not have heard before. Click on the high grades! These are the folk who’ve gone the extra mile. Click on the low! All taste is equal yet different. Grades […]
The return of Everett True | 123. Syster Darkwyne
“Guys, come on … It’s not the 60s any more!” It’s not too much of a stretch to call Syster Darkwyne the Sex Pistols of Goth except of course The Sex Pistols went on to overshadow their particular genre whereas Sister Darkwyne failed to overshadow anyone except their own portentous and all too briefly lit egos. With a bitter […]
The return of Everett True | 122. Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks
It was always going to take something pretty special for me to feature Stephen Malkmus in this series. This is it. See how good he still sounds when he actually has a decent song to sing?
What I did last night instead of going to see J. Mascis play live
I like J. His laconic humour, his even more laconic guitar solos. I didn’t know he was playing until I saw some grunge types outside the Zoo, struggling their way through the cyclone-building rain. My first car park spot I vacated after spotting the sign that read “temporarily closed because of potential flooding due to […]
The return of Everett True | 121. Mick Trouble
There was The Times – and they were pretty snazzy, what with all their Mod leanings and laconic London observation. There was Wreckless Eric – and man, who could resist one of Eric’s pitiful laments at closing time? There were the TV Personalities – and they were a little bit complicated. Maudlin and desperate at turns, twee […]
The return of Everett True | 120. The Wendy Darlings
I never do this. Or rather, I’ve never done this before. I’ve sometimes reviewed the same album three days in a row. I’ve sometimes featured the same person a few days in a row – usually in sad circumstances, or when they’re in different bands. I’ve always held off from running two Songs of the […]
The return of Everett True | 119. Dawn Richard
I’m consistent, at least. Scratch that. Much as I know folk like their comfort zones, their safe places, their writers they can turn to again and again knowing they’ll always receive similar advice, similar opinions – I’ve never really seen that consistency is a virtue. Maybe if you’re a middle distance runner. Maybe if you’re […]
