SOTD #684 – Pairs
I’LL PAY THE STANDARD RATE So I posted that Cloud Nothings review. I’d been cracking away at it for a while, dissecting and inspecting and selecting, trying to figure out what’s missing. ‘Cos something’s missing. I know it ain’t the album of the year. If so, then rock and roll has clearly reached its expiration […]
Three million twats can be wrong | Lily Allen’s ‘Air Balloon’
Listening to ‘Air Balloon’ sans distractions, as pure music, as pure human transmission, as I have been for an hour now, it seems to summate everything that’s broken with my relationship to British pop music.
The Friday Afternoon Playlist, 14.03.2014
It’s that time of year again, when all those editors that plaster their magazines and websites with adverts and suspiciously sounding advertorials but who can’t afford to pay their contributors, head off for a nice jolly in Austin, Texas. Either that or they get flown there courtesy of major record labels. Just to be on […]
MY POMPOMS ARE TOO DROOPY: some thoughts on Alex Turner, the music press, and moving on.
Alex Turner’s Brits acceptance speech was everything that rock’n’roll is meant to be: unpredictable, dumb, funny, exciting and attention-grabbing. But it was so much more than that. It was a call to arms.
The Friday Afternoon Playlist, 31.01.2014
If everything has gone to plan, I’ll be at the Brisbane leg of this year’s Laneway festival by the time you read this. This year’s line-up is another strong one and I’ll be looking to catch a number of acts we’ve written about on Collapse Board, both favourably and less so – Lorde, Savages, Warpaint, […]
The Friday Afternoon Playlist, 17.01.2014
Blank Realm – Back To The Flood Two landmark events have happened this week: Brisbane’s Blank Realm released their fourth album, Grassed Inn Australian ‘youth’ radio station triple j played a Blank Realm song last night for the first time since 11 November 2010. While the band has been signing with overseas record labels (in […]
Singles reviews | Arcade Fire, Haim, Paramore, Primal Scream
I totally blame Dave Grohl for this bullshit.
Singles reviews | Arctic Monkeys, Britney Spears, Fall Out Boy, Rahiem DeVaughn, Robbie Williams
You’d have to have been found swaddled in a wicker basket in a forest clearing and bought up and reared by wankers to ever consider this anything other than time-marking bollocks of the most tedious kind. Legends.
Singles reviews | Arcade Fire, Robin Thicke, Eliza Doolittle
My god, can you imagine how tiny Robin Thicke’s dick is? Judging by his over-compensation it must be Clarkson small, Gervais small, with a couple of tiny balls looking like Murun Buchstansanger.
R.I.P HMV (1921-2013) – Some thoughts on growing up and falling apart.
Nothing’s more heartbreaking than being reminded of a time when you thought you had a future, even if it was a no-future, fuck-everybody, gonna-die by the time I’m 30 kinda future.
