The return of Everett True | 158. Membranes
You see, some of us still remember the secret history of the 1980s. Not me. Most of it is blinding white light followed by blinding white light followed explosions of noise followed by the sound of puke splattering onto the pavement from the side of a taxi followed by useless imagination followed by a stage […]
So you think most music critics are failed musicians? Go fuck yourself
There was a comment on one of my Facebook threads the other day that angered me immensely. (It led to an immediate de-Friending…uh, like that’s going to hurt.) You are a critic and not a musician. Now, I ain’t denying that perhaps I could have misinterpreted the fellow’s intentions, typing such a sentence. He was […]
Duck Duck Chop + Secret Valley + Scrabbled + Wonderfuls + The Legend! + The Formaldehydes @ Beetle Bar, Brisbane, 13.10.14
Photography: Marek Rygielski These names mean nothing to you. That’s OK. You’re not even reading this. This is the underground so secret, not even the underground knows it exists. When I arrive home later than expected, Charlotte (never refer to someone as “my wife”) asks how my set went. I can’t recall. All I have are […]
Editorial from The Legend! #4, 1985
At the start of this year, I started a Tumblr blog and began posting recollections there – half-remembered, faceless – of events that had happened to me in the past. My friend Vincent Vanoli drew some wonderful illustrations to accompany the vignettes – being French, occasionally a word would become lost in the translation but that […]
The return of Everett True | 31. The 16th Century + The Legend!
This is a little cheeky, I know. Trouble is, if I don’t write this, who else will? There’s little to no money to be made, documenting the underground. No one ever got rich putting out Legend! records. (Uh…) I can’t trust to other people’s taste or enthusiasm – if I could trust to other people’s taste […]
Real Bad Mixed Bag – a live review
First up, I got to see this guy perform live – and I seriously was not expecting that. There’s no blood but the intensity of the emotion reminds me of early Neubauten or Nina Simone or someone: he has a trunk full of effects and delay and distortion pedals, and he’s not scared to use […]
An evening with The Legend!
You missed out. Sorry, but that’s the bare truth of the matter. Here, have some reports. (Part one: the realisation.) “MOTHER! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO DANIEL JOHNSTON! DON’T YOU KNOW THE KIDS CARE WHAT YOU WEAR?” (Neil Noon) Here, have some music. I heard this from the street before walking into Horse & Groom. […]
What I did tonight instead of going to see Arctic Monkeys play live
Everett True details what he did tonight instead of watching dad rock revival band Arctic Monkeys. I thought how much I hate the concept of indie bands playing arenas, and wondered whether I’d ever seen a decent one. (Answer: yes. Several times.) I performed on stage in a lecture theatre, spinning a web of myth […]
The FULL story of the 10 records David Nichols took round to The Legend!’s house in mid-1986
By David Nichols The full story needs a caveat. Over the last ten years I have found my celebrity accelerated in some quarters (from a 0 to a 1) by a story in which I apparently am a major hero. I visited Calvin Johnson in Olympia in April 1986. He gave me some copies of […]
Go Genre Everything + Scrabbled + Gravel Samwidge + The Legend! + Nana Vigilante + Bent @ Chardons Corner Hotel, Brisbane, 30.11.13
Being different isn’t always glamorous and is rarely rewarded with dollars.
