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.
At the forefront of the powerpop and indie scene for many years, The Posies continue to produce beautiful multi-harmonied guitar pop. Ken Stringfellow speaks while on tour on the east coast of Australia (July 11 1996; 15 mins)
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sorry it’s late, the vaccuum cleaner ate my parrot.
When the faithful all congregate to hear the mighty words, sounds and thudding drumbeats of the mob, there is little one can do to escape its fearful spell.
Continue reading “Squadcar 96; Shagpile; Beige, Grosvenor Front Room, June 29, 1996”
Texan noisesmiths Butthole Surfers make your milk curdle, your 4-cylinder sound like an ICBM and the white-trash masses afraid. King Coffey on what the Butts were up to in Seattle, on tour for Electric Larryland (June 26 1996; 11 mins)
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Texan noisesmiths Butthole Surfers make your milk curdle, your 4-cylinder sound like an ICBM and the white-trash masses afraid. King Coffey on what the Butts were up to in Seattle, on tour for Electric Larryland (June 26 1996; 13 mins)
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Cruising in from the suburbs, the comfortable Friday crowd at Planet was stacked with the fans and family of CD debutants Spill, the drinking buddies of the Prawns and one guy from up North who was ably debiting his minesite paycheck.
Continue reading “Spill; Prawns With Horns, Planet, June 22, 1996”
Fronted by the twin guitar and alternating sweet and scolding vocals of Miki and Emma, Lush produced some defining moments of the shoegazer/Britpop era. Bassist Phillip King reflects on Lush’s rocky ride (1996; 13 mins)
The Electric Mistress CD launch was always going to be huge – you could tell by Spank’s collective fingers bitten to the quick and the poster glue on their clothing. And as Spank guitarist Sam Hobbs jigged at the side of the stage to Beaverloop with over five hundred punters in the house, you could tell they didn’t mind a bit of stress if this was the ultimate outcome.
Yeah, KISS may be about to release yet another live album, but consider the confidence involved in Air Ensemble releasing a live album as a debut? And without all that makeup.
Sprinting down Hay Street to the ever-closer sound of the Tucker Bs, greeted at the door by WAM’s James Nagy saying that they were one of his favourite bands, then getting settled to catch a snippet of their snappy timing and joyous riffing … hey, isn’t this what the WAMIs are all about?
Continue reading “O!; Panelbeater; Bluetile Lounge; Tucker Bs, Grosvenor Hotel, May 24, 1996”
Who were these suited gentlefolk … um, Infected? The growling Joe Kapiteyn, his velcro-attached dreds whipping his fellow comrades, launched into their subsonic grindcore that only gets better as technology creeps further into their sound.
