Song of the day – 434: TacocaT (and a shout-out to Bust magazine)
Bonus points for covering Huggy Bear’s ‘Her Jazz’.
Song of the day – 432: The Twerps + bonus album review
The album’s centrepiece, the five-minute long Jam Song, is a slow-burning tour de force, caged by desperation.
Song of the day – 431: Teeth (Rock Vs Cancer. Rock Wins.)
Bangs damn it, we would’a KILLED for music this focused, tightly coiled, back in 1990
One-word reviews? Here are 20 more
Witness, and pay tribute at the throne of the One, the Only, the True Word.
excerpted from ‘Paul Weller – The Changing Man’ (Paolo Hewitt, 2011)
In later years, Everett True at Melody Maker would regularly review Paul’s records with just one word: wanker.
Song of the day – 430: Iris DeMent
Her first two albums are special for me, and me alone.
(Two!) classic quotes from the Australian mainstream press – 2: PJ Harvey
Fuck’s sake. How low can Australian music criticism go?
What PR people really think of journalists – a music critic responds
5. You’re a stenographer: You call yourself a journalist, but what you really are is a tired hack who re-writes the press materials we send you and pass it off as your own work.
Song of the day – 429: Guided By Voices
Funny how the remnants of those who fought in the indie trenches during the 90s hold up GbV as a classic band, above many.
The 21 Inviolate Rules of Music Criticism (2012 version)
Music critics are NOT fucking cool – never have been, never will be
