The return of Everett True | 146. The Lovely Eggs
Like something from Wales. Wouldn’t it be great if this post was not digital, not virtual, but ‘real’ – and that by tracing a quill imbued with lemon juice over its seemingly empty spaces, the words and images and video slowly – so slowly – materialised into view, a word at a time. Magical. Mysterious. […]
The return of Everett True | 117. The Wendy Darlings
This one has a little of ace unforgotten post-Riot Grrrl 90s U.K. indie band Prolapse about its intro before lapsing into full-on pop. It reminds me of former Brisbane sweethearts The Go Violets in its shouty melody, but that’s natural. Enthusiasm over ability, any day. Actually, my bad. Prolapse were way more shouty and turbulant […]
6 Favourite Musical Things in 6 Months Jan-July 2011
Choral music. Screaming. The other theme for me so far this year, has been female rap.
the mix-tape nobody wants
This mix-tape was compiled for another website, who were going to run a feature on Collapse Board. The feature didn’t run. So here I am now, with the mix-tape nobody wants. The original idea was that to put them all up on SoundCloud, but I can’t be fussed with that, so you can find a […]
Song of the day – the Top 40
fluttering wing-movements and stuttering synth breaks and fluting woodwind and those stunning voices
anyone else find this offensive?
I admit I do seem to be quite prickly these days but, surely?
10 Most Read Entries on Collapse Board, 01-07.02.11
Half of the DVD cover models weren’t even making sexy-face. They were making little-girl face. Eww?
Song of the day – 273: The Lovely Eggs
Imagine if The Lovely Eggs were U2 or the Pope. Wouldn’t the world be surreal and wonderful and full of delicious turmoil and laughter?
Song of the day – 211: Hotpants Romance
It seems almost inconceivable to me that I haven’t drawn your attention to the many-splendoured delights of Hotpants Romance before
Spotlight – 5: Brilliant Colors
Brilliant Colors‘ music captures – in essence, not in sound – the early Beat Happening groove so sweetly you know it must be coincidence. So: not twee, not fey or cute or any of those other words erroneously associated with Calvin Johnson’s work. (It’s not his fault he spawned a legion of admirers who missed […]
