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.
After spending the best part of the last six months touring Europe’s festivals and America’s metal hotspots, New Zealand’s driving, melodic powerhouse Shihad bring their stadium experience to this summer’s Big Day Out entourage. ADAM CONNORS shared a moment with Shihad’s Tom Larkin.
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 … Continue reading “Mo Wax: Money Mark; Djs James Lavelle, Shadow, Charlie and a cavalcade of stars … Planet, January 6, 1996”
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 … Continue reading “Paw, Planet, 29 November, 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’.
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. … Continue reading “Externals, Swanbourne Hotel, November 10, 1995”
It could have been described as ‘the march of the indie kids’, a packed Planet arena reverberating with the chatter of alternative music talk and the clatter of Converse sneekers. And Britian’s Swervedriver were soon to be the toast of the several generations of indie music fans squished against the rails, ears bleeding but bodies … Continue reading “Swervedriver; Ammonia, Planet, 6 December, 1995”
Bucket deserve to have their name up on a lighted marquee. Their truely Bostonian sound is sweet, cool indie rock – a shoegazing sight and sound which is largely unheralded in Perth but would break hearts if they had come from somewhere else.
Does the archetypal Boston band continue to wear grotty sneekers and write mid-paced, acoustic college radio hits? ADAM CONNORS asked Dave Derby, lead singer of Boston’s The Dambuilders.
While the majority of the UK music scene is measuring each others’ hair length, IQ and ‘Beatleness’, some bands are actually getting down to business and writing great music. Once again it is led by Swervedriver, a band originally from Oxford but who now command one of their biggest audiences in America, the traditional graveyard … Continue reading “interview | Swervedriver (1995)”
After a fruitful day weeding the front lawn while listening to the footy on the tranny, what better way is there to cap off a bright, sunny day than a Sunday session.
