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Advance of the Tunabunny, Part 1A

Advance of the Tunabunny, Part 1A

Guys, guys, GUYS. If you never read a single thing that I’ve written for Collapse Board so far – or if, perhaps, you have but think I’m too much of a noob to know anything (in which case, I’d agree with you) – well, shut up and read the following statement out loud: Tunabunny is […]

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Song of the Day #680 – Dog Chocolate

Song of the Day #680 – Dog Chocolate

“DOG CHOCOLATE, DOG CHOCOLATE, ISN’T FIT FOR CONSUMPTION” It’s best when new bands just slap ya in the face. Like when this rabid bloke from Dog Chocolate cries that he wants to give birth. “I know it will hurt, and I know it will bleed / but I really, really, really, really, really wanna breed”. […]

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Dirty Jeans – The Rise of Australian Alternative Rock (…from a non-Australian music critic)

Dirty Jeans – The Rise of Australian Alternative Rock (…from a non-Australian music critic)

Well, how bloody convenient! So here we were, musing about how Triple J has gripped the Aussie music industry so tightly that even writers are falling all over each other to sound exactly alike – when along comes this compilation. Fantastic! Now we have here a bona fide aural coffee table book – 25 tracks, […]

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Song of the Day #679 – BADBADNOTGOOD

Song of the Day #679 – BADBADNOTGOOD

First, to be perfectly clear – before you go a-whinin’ that you’ve heard this one before – BADBADNOTGOOD changed the game. They stormed the crumbling ramparts of jazz fusion and elevated urban beats to unprecedented heights. When they jam, it ain’t smug baroque showboating. It’s now or never. Kick ass and run like hell. Keep […]

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Cassette of the Week #3 – Meanest Man Contest

Cassette of the Week #3 – Meanest Man Contest

Fair warning, readers – I do not own this physical cassette yet, and thus cannot say with 100% certainty what sort of chemical reaction this will cause in your tape deck. However, my guess is that Meanest Man Contest (MMC) will command your stereo, surge into your skull, and induce involuntary head jammin’. You will […]

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Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks – Wig Out at Jagbags (Matador)

Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks – Wig Out at Jagbags (Matador)

Hey, Mr. Malkmus. I don’t know if you read these reviews anymore – what with you being a cultural icon and thus guaranteed a decent chunk of moolah – but I’m Lee Adcock. You haven’t heard of me yet, and that’s OK – I’m a new, bumbling writer/critic and I tend to always screw up […]

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Song of the Day – 678: Jude Cowan Montague

Song of the Day – 678: Jude Cowan Montague

“It’s quite a natural medium for people, radio, I think” A London singer/songwriter that I adore, Paul Hawkins, wrote this memoir, suggesting that writers of any kind should compose songs and, when possible, perform them to an audience. That way, he argues, instead of waiting around for publishers, the author can receive instant feedback on […]

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Lonnie Holley – Just Before Music (Dust to Digital)

Lonnie Holley – Just Before Music (Dust to Digital)

Detail, commentary, comedy, conversation. All over a single Casio pulse.

By all accounts, this should have been a review on Keeping a Record Of It, the LP that Casio-devotional-blues-journeyman Lonnie Holley released last year. However. I reckoned that many of you reader folk weren’t familiar with Lonnie’s earlier work – and neither was I, so I dug up last year’s Just Before Music, his debut. […]

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Song Of The Day – 677: North Dakota

Song Of The Day – 677: North Dakota

By now, you may have heard on the Facebooks that Everett True, the Legend! and former captain of Collapse Board, has jumped ship. Upon hearing the news, many responded along these lines: “What! Without ET we will be lost! Who will find that life-affirming music for us?! Please don’t leave us – we need CB, […]

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Highlights of 2013 (from a rookie music critic)

Highlights of 2013 (from a rookie music critic)

Ohhh, Charlotte. How I adore thee. I hear this and I want to be up on deck with you, scouring the seven seas with your bad pirate self.