I have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 1 | The Wharves
Sometimes it’s nice not to have to use your imagination. This is my music. Not just, of course. There is a moment when I’m listening to the Wharves’ beautiful spellbound catlike three-part harmonies, entranced by the mirror ball rotating in the corner, noting the orange trainer laces, when I’m there. Here. Lost in music, caught […]
Not a real conversation | Micachu and the Shapes live
Hey. Hey. I enjoyed your show. You rocked, the way only ladies can rock. I’ve been waiting eight years to see you play live. No disappointments there. Yeah? Thanks man. Loved the fact you only played for around – what was it? – 35 minutes. No chance of boredom. Loved the grungy minimalism. You […]
The return of Everett True | 160. Jenny Hval
When I operate at my fullest, my writing seduces musicians. I have never stated this explicitly before but I have never had to write about Jenny Hval’s new album before. It is the dance of seduction I am performing here, or one of the dances of seduction. I understand the power of the printed word. The […]
The return of Everett True | 159. Princess Chelsea
I arrive at this song from two directions. First, I research Princess Chelsea – a Kiwi lass I am vaguely familiar with – for a Guardian review. I had been intrigued by her in the past, and I am a fraction surprised to note she did not reach the heady heights of this series with […]
A playlist for Sir Christopher Lee, R.I.P.
Not dead, but undead. Kate Bush – Hammer Horror Maypole song from The Wicker Man Sir Christopher Lee – The Bloody Verdict of Verden Christopher Lee – Ghost Riders in the Sky Christopher Lee – Elenore Jenny Hval – Blood Flight Slayer – At Dawn They Sleep Pearls Before Swine – Ring Thing The Birthday Party – Release […]
The Collapse Board finally cracks | an explanation of why we are finally introducing star ratings
By the Collapse Board Editors (except Lee Adcock, because no one asked her – but that’s OK, I mean she’s not that important anyway) It was inevitable, looking back on it. Despite the protestations from certain staff members here at Collapse Board, and lines such as The problem is that ratings give readers an excuse not […]
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 […]
Yesterday and today | favo(u)rite songs of the Interweb (volume 4)
Thanks to Lee Alexandra Adcock for posting the links up for me. I was going to write my standard introduction… very displeased with the lack of motivation in the class blah blah blah old man forming wordless sounds at clouds blah blah blah who is not taking this assignment as seriously as they should blah blah blah… but […]
The return of Everett True | 157. FFS
Russell’s voice from the right speaker. Alex’s voice from the left. Welcome to the next level. Collaborations don’t work/They don’t work/they don’t work. I don’t like films about film. I don’t like songs about songs. I love this. It’s arch and affectionate like my last cat Carla. It’s slinky like my first cat Slinky. It’s […]
Before and after | a photojournal of Hinds on tour
I promised to type Carlotta is ill and ask fans to send jellybabies under each one, but I can’t figure out how to do that. So you’ll have to imagine it. Wow… that’s one vivid imagination you have there. This is the BEFORE gallery. This is the AFTER gallery. All pictures courtesy of Carlotta Cosials
