SOTD #731 – The Fireworks
Currently, I am not in love. Previous scribbles from moi would lead you to believe I covet certain men from certain distances for several months at a time – and that was true, in regards to the internal longing, the upheaval, the sense of lack. But now, as my life stagnates and the rest of […]
SOTD #724 – Nachthexen
Didn’t Everett say that only women should form punk bands in this modern world? Time and again, the proof to that thesis bubbles and fizzes through the cracks. Filter through all the jorts-sporting boys that goof around with guitars and wanna chill with everyone, and eventually gold like this blasts through the mesh. Sheffield! You […]
In Words: Meredith Music Festival 2014, Day 2+3, 13.12.14-14.12.14
We’re through the looking glass – on the good side. Day Two is buffered at both ends, forming a temporary autonomous zone whose participants abandon property (I wake tumbling from my neighbours’ tent, raising no questions but only smiles on both sides) and identity (everyone else knew to dress up). Though there’s still only one stage, things are less […]
Cloud Nothings – Here and Nowhere Else (Carpark / Mom and Pop)
I thought / I would / be more / than this Let no one convince you this is the finest album of the year. “Wasted Days” dropped jaws back in 2012 – and, don’t doubt it, I was flabbergasted the first time I heard this nine-minute master class of the modern-day guitar solo. It’s dramatic. […]
Body/Head – Coming Apart (Matador)
It articulates the feeling of inescapable grief, in what it says and what it keeps silent, as well as any album I’ve ever heard in my long yearning life.
Evan Dando & Juliana Hatfield + Bambino Koresh @ The Zoo, Brisbane 16.12.12
I appreciate being reminded of my past, but don’t need to stay there. I don’t mind if other people want to, that’s cool.
Song of the day – 535: The Babies (+ album mini-review)
If you ain’t got the idea by now don’t come whining to me in 15 years time baby about how you missed out.
The Babies – Our House On The Hill (Woodsist)
It’s a shame about the Babies. Come on feel the Babie-heads.
the song that changed my life
Sub Pop even released my version as a seven-inch, the worst-selling on the label
