Category: music reviews
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Difficult Fun | Totally Mild: How limitlessness is not a given condition
The images are strong. The album cover shows a slinking, naked woman, half-submerged in a bathtub of green water. The scene is a 1970s hotel, marred tropical respite, glamour accompanied by schmaltz, lambent lighting and high contrast. At the centre is a woman who, for whatever reason, just can’t seem to be completely happy. While
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Difficult Fun | Jen Cloher Review: On love and the willingness to be fooled
And what of quieter revolutions? That’s what I want to know when it comes to Jen Cloher. Her fourth album, self-titled and released last year, was met with zealous praise. But how much of this was surface? How much was lifted right from Cloher’s own press; an album about music, Australia and love? The problem is
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RealTime Magazine | Xiu Xiu and Twin Peaks: Derivatively original
Though it’s known for its mysterious imagery and disquieting phenomena — chevron stripes, inexplicable crying, clairvoyant logs, lessons of adolescence, slowly swishing leaves, red curtains and extra-dimensional rooms — Twin Peaks is a remorselessly sonic television series. Angelo Badalamenti’s compositions are the hooks the show hangs on and any attempt at merely covering these songs
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Collapse Board | Review: Amanda Palmer and friends in all their glory, live at a house party in Lutwyche
When we arrived outside the house in Lutwyche to see Amanda Palmer, it was 6.30pm and eerily quiet from where, just a few kilometres down the road, Australia’s music industry was frantically hobnobbing and self-congratulating themselves for another BigSound. I had visions of a punk-cabaret-fest full of brutal-profanity-wisdom, where the burlesque and the naked body would
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Collapse Board | Review: Go Genre Everything, Scrabbled, Gravel SamWidge, The Legend!, Nana Vigilante + Bent
Nine photos and nine extended captions for Go Genre Everything, Scrabbled, Gravel Samwidge, The Legend, Nana Vigilante and Bent on a Saturday night in Brisbane. Although I didn’t see Bent and no photographs were taken. That was my own fault for having a self-inflicted bad day and feeling uneasy about leaving the house. It was
Tiarney Miekus 