one fellow's political coverage, music ramblings and general hijinks across decades under a range of guises at several locations often in a state of awe.
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.
Continue reading “The Big Bubble, Harbourside Hotel, December 31, 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.
Continue reading “Wormfarm, Broadway Tavern, December 15, 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.
Continue reading “interview | Money Mark and the Mo’Wax Headz (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!
Continue reading “Squidfinger; Circus Murders, Seaview, December 9, 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.
Continue reading “No Flowers No Wedding Dress; Honeycomb, Lone Star, December 1, 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.
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.
Continue reading “Flashing Tablet; Panelbeater, Planet, November 24, 1995”
With three-piece popsters Superscope warming up the crowd I took a note of my surroundings – there were a hell of a lot of women here to see riot grrrls Babes in Toyland and they were all ready to mosh really hard.
Continue reading “Babes In Toyland; Superscope, Planet, November 19, 1995”
There is nothing better than to be greeted at a venue’s door by a large group of like-minded and like-dressed folk. Just like last Friday eve, with our bright city’s gothic contingent elevating the statis of Psychodrama’s CD launch into a veritable ‘event’.
Continue reading “Psychodrama; Sage, PICA Cafe, November 17, 1995”
The full-house lights were up early at the Swanbourne Hotel for the CD launch of the External’s second offering, Anastasia’s Hand.
With that ‘ol summer party atmosphere filling the warm night air I took my usual Externals viewing position – against the back wall and as far away from the usually-lethal noise level as possible. But hoorah! My earplugs were not needed as a perfect mix heralded a quiet External introduction to the eve.
Continue reading “Externals, Swanbourne Hotel, November 10, 1995”
