The end. Well, it’s as good a place to start as anywhere isn’t it? A wet Wednesday night in April at the Riverstage for the Brisbane show of Midnight Oils final tour probably isn’t the ideal send off everyone dreamed of, but that’s La Niña for you. In the UK, Midnight Oil occupy that strange […]
Midnight Oil play their final Queensland show at the Riverstage in Brisbane.
I was always planning to get tickets to see Lorde on this current tour. The tipping point that got me into acting on my intentions was seeing the broadcast of her amazing Glastonbury set online. For this festival appearance she performed in front of a shipping container-sized glass box that filled with dry ice and […]
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds return to Brisbane for a show at The Riverstage.
The Year I Officially Became The Bride of Jesus: How and Why I Cried My Eyes Out Watching Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
By Darcy Rhodes After not cutting my hair for a year, I started hearing that I looked like Nick Cave. These comparisons only became more frequent when I began singing in a baritone. When I started dating a girl whose family idolised the man, the comment became a compliment. Last year when Nick Cave’s son […]
Tame Impala lead up to their ARIA winning night with a show at Brisbane’s Riverstage, with support from Mini Mansions and Koi Child.
A lot has happened since the last time Tame Impala announced a national tour back in 2013 after the release of their second album. The Perth-based psychadelic rock band’s loyal and intimate following transformed into international success. Lonerism won countless “Album of the Year” titles by the likes of Rolling Stone and Triple J. Moreover, […]
Here’s the first one. Sam Smith Brisbane Riverstage Saturday 25 April 2015 1 star There’s a musical device called an appoggiatura. As the Wall-Street Journal explained, it’s a type of ornamental note that clashes with the melody just enough to create a dissonant sound. “This creates tension in the listener,” wrote Dr Martin Guhn in a […]
Bugger objectivity. Bugger the motherfuckers who preach that sin. Four shots to the head, and immaculate timing.
It’s pretty good, although it’s the much smoother, slicker sound of later Roxy rather than the art school early years, although at times they sound like a more jazz Pink Floyd.