If you squint, just a little, the deserts of Texas and the deserts of WA could look fairly similar to the untrained eye. ADAM CONNORS spoke to Mark Pirro, of Dallas’ Tripping Daisy, about yet another similarity.
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The Feends; The Dumb Angels, Harbourside, January 12, 1996
It was with infinite sadness that one of Perth’s worst bands, The Feends, left this plane of existence last Friday night. By the way, ‘worst’ is their word, not mine!
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Mo Wax: Money Mark; Djs James Lavelle, Shadow, Charlie and a cavalcade of stars … Planet, January 6, 1996
For a grunge puppy like myself it is hard to admit that I may be somewhat ‘crossing over’ these days, but with the Mo’Wax Headz in town it seemed to be the right time to come out, just a little …
Planet was bubbling both downstairs and up, the all-ages frenzy in the basement supplying scenes of manic hero worship as outside, after the gig, kids tried scrambing into the windows of tour buses loaded with Summersault superstars who squiggled on fans’ t-shirts, all to an impromptu busk on the sidewalk from Money Mark.
The Big Bubble, Harbourside Hotel, December 31, 1995
With a pocket full of change and a little taste for the bizarre, the Harbourside’s last gig for 1995 promised eleven hours of music from eleven bands and no pass-outs, so you were indeed trapped for the long haul. After making the venue my home for the evening there was certainly nothing to do but sip shandies and oscillate wildly. Oh, and lock lips, but that’s another story.
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Wormfarm, Broadway Tavern, December 15, 1995
style n. air of distinction or fashion or superiority; Chocko Wormfarm’s red Safari suit last Friday night …
The Stereo Spectacular that is Wormfarm is more than a feast for the ears, it has always been a festival for the eyes and, of course, your dancin’ feet. Back home in their familiar territorial watering-hole, the Broadway Tavern, Wormfarm again doused us all in their flare, flares and flails.
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interview | Money Mark and the Mo’Wax Headz (1995)
From its beginnings in the bedrooms and clubs of teenage whizz-teen James Lavelle, the Mo’Wax label is the definitive futurescape of jazz and hip-hop beats fusion. As the Mo’Wax Headz tour hits Planet on Saturday, January 6, ADAM CONNORS dusted off his grotty sneekers and spoke to Mark Ramos Nishita, aka Money Mark, on the abstract experiments within his life.
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Squidfinger; Circus Murders, Seaview, December 9, 1995
The psychedelic projectors and joyously-tacky flashing Squidfinger billboards set a truely eerie atmosphere for this particular event, the CD launch of Squidfinger’s debut disco disc. And may I add that The Seaview is a fantastic summer sauna for such scintillating silliness!
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No Flowers No Wedding Dress; Honeycomb, Lone Star, December 1, 1995
It didn’t take too long for Honeycomb to fill the space, unoccupied by people, with some excellent noise which would have fit in anywhere between the Sandringham in Sydney’s inner city to the Swanbourne here in Perth.
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Paw, Planet, 29 November, 1995
I truely expected this Wednesday night crowd to be here for one song only, 1993’s hugely successful single Jessie (y’know, the dog song) from Paw’s debut album, Dragline. With that particular album packed with many more – may I say better – tracks, it was with great relief that the assembled were mouthing the words to most of the songs from both Dragline and Death to Traitors immediately.
Flashing Tablet; Panelbeater, Planet, November 24, 1995
In the spirit of dubbing certain days, weeks and even weekends as ‘awareness days’, I propose that Friday the 14th of November be called “World Drummers Day”. On this day, last Friday, the usual, scene-stealing guitar front instead gave way to the unsung and unsinging drummers in all their thumping glory at Planet.
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