An Important Public Service Announcement.
Ahem. Today we at Collapse Board present the following public service announcement from Everett True: I have a few weeks spare, now that I have submitted the corrections for my PhD, and I would like to start up a new music & politics & general troublemaking website, with view to creating a print version. Based […]
Jerry and the Giant Peach of new music
I do not know how you have managed to survive without me. Put a brave face on it? Good on you. That is the spirit. No time for words. Just flagrant misrepresentation. I remain surprised that men consider themselves qualified enough to make music, the way the penis gets in the way of the fretboard. I was […]
I have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 3 | Slum Of Legs
I’m gone. Solid. Stuck here, thinking. Stuck here, thinking that Tamsin can articulate loneliness and hope and the thrill of the dance floor much better than I ever could. Stuck here, entertained thoroughly by all the shenanigans going on on stage. Stuck like glue. Stuck here. Of course it is sadder not to dance at […]
I have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 2 | The Glug
I swear, it started like this. Only not so much so. I swear it. I was not dreaming. I was idly watching the lady on the merch table smiling, engaging – and this gang of MEN wander on stage, dressed in orange, with an Orange amp. Six or seven of them there were, and a clown […]
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 […]