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.
back 1998: There is no lesser word for it – we were plain-out rescued. Liz and Bex took us under their wing as we were invited to share their flat on Conduit Rd, Midlevels. And I got a dream job with Time Magazine. Credit: Adam.
Interview with Brian Hooper There is a song called Fake on the new Beasts of Bourbon album, titled Gone, which has Tex Perkins screaming ‘don’t know myself, don’t own myself, I’m a fake’. The power, venom and dirge of the Beasts’ traditional blue-collar sound permeates Perkin’s personal attack on himself, Fake being a song which … Continue reading “Beasts of Bourbon”
Sandpit hail from the thriving Brunswick Street live circuit of Fitzroy, Victoria, but their coy little lilting tunes are usually the stuff found bouncing between the Merge label in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, and New Zealand’s Flying Nun roster. Theirs is the sound of sweet discordance, born of bedrooms and really cheap guitars which go … Continue reading “interview | Sandpit (1997) – Interview with vocalist/guitarist Brendan Webb”
What a great time to catch a couple of mooted maestros of our megalopolis! Ensconced in warm loungerooms throughout Perth, most of the local gig-going public were doing their benchpresses for this week’s Kiss My WAMI marathon, thus the hardest of hardcore heads got their chance to swing cats in near empty venues and check … Continue reading “Caterpillar Now; Team Jedi, Grosvenor Hotel, May 18, 1996”
“Whatever people say about our music, I would say that you can always hear a melody running through our songs, no matter how spastic the rhythm ideas may be!” I read this remark by Ash Bowie before confronting him myself. They seemed to be the words of someone clinging to hope, a faint hope that … Continue reading “interview | Polvo (1996) – Interview with Ash Bowie”
