At the very start, working from home seemed like it was going to be the dream. The Dream. Commuting time saved and converted into something more meaningful. The low productivity experiences of open plan office working changing to working set hours and finishing on time every day. Time to redesign this site, do more […]
You feel misplaced too, don’t you? Some place was promised for us, for the talents that our teachers adored. This wasn’t supposed to happen. We shouldn’t be the ones stranded in apartments, stuck in the towns we hate, doing the work that no one with dignity would do. Well, then. You can just lie there […]
Thurston Moore brings his band, featuring ex-Sonic Youth colleague Steve Shelley, My Bloody Valentine bassist Debbie Googe and guitarist James Sedwards, to Brisbane’s Woolly Mammoth to play a Meredith Festival sideshow.
This is not about No Jaws. This is about a band who pitched their new album by quoting Everett True, the German Rolling Stone (?), and me. You hear that? Me. Yes, me. Do you know how many full albums reviews I’ve written since I came/stumbled upon Collapse Board almost a year ago? 44. (I […]
Stop. Breathe in for four counts, hold for two, out for six. Repeat until you’re calm enough to lay the ad hoc dagger on the table. OK. Focus. Let’s talk about Joanna Gruesome and Perfect Pussy. a) Trust Fund outclassed Joanna Gruesome on their previous split. The latter stuck to their discordant guns and handed […]
When will Collapse Board tackle the Top 100 Lisps List of All Time? I already vote in Morrissey and Daniel Johnston, so only 98 more to go.
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.
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That’s SIR Wharton Tiers to you punkette, man who’s drummed with the Bangs almighty No Wave band Theoretical Girls (ft. Glenn Branca) and Laurie Anderson.
It starts out in the world of Sonic Youth — a tinny, anemic charming version of SY — before shooting off in the direction of Sun City Girls, Minutemen rants with Pere Ubu paranoia