Live review: Tame Impala + The Growl – The Tivoli, Brisbane – December 2012

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Tame Impala are riding high right now; of that there can be no argument. Receiving heaped praise, awards, and inclusions in many album-of-2012 lists, the Western Australia band are enjoying a particularly purple patch since the release of second album Lonerism. Live shows, on the other hand, are a completely different basket of bananas, with mainman Kevin Parker recently describing his new live band as a “small, five-man orchestra;” as he felt the need to add a new touring member in order to incorporate the new layers of sound found on Lonerism. A sold out Tivoli, legions of fans queueing down the street, and a hot Brisbane Wednesday night awaits the psych-rock quintet as we look forward to hearing some new sounds. Tame Impala, our minds are yours for the evening.

Openers The Growl are under way as I arrive into the already bulging Tivoli; the Fremantle junkyard rockers are mashing together a depraved digest of noises from a stage bathed in a deep blue glow. At first I take them for a manic avant-garde outfit, but they quickly win me over with their irreverent racket, complete with frontman Cameron Avery’s brilliantly-bluesy voice and hand-on-hip mannerisms that remind of a scruffy Pelle Almqvist. The band’s two drummers hit the skins hard enough to raise the dead on the excellent ‘Cleaver Lever’, and before they sign off, Avery requests that “Everybody gets home safe. Don’t drink and drive!” while seeming genuinely pleased and grateful to be playing on the Tivoli stage. Upon completion of their set, I have no real idea what I just saw and heard, but I know my ringing ears liked it – check them out.

The Tivoli is now filling to bursting point, and I get the impression there are many people here who don’t regularly go to gigs; the type who treat the experience as a chance to get catastrophically wasted and shamble around the place like lobotomised chimps. But not to worry, Tame Impala take to a stage now awash with amber and red lighting, smoke, and effects, as ‘Be Above It’ – conveniently the first song off the new album – starts up, before the music quickly melts into ‘Solitude is Bliss’, which sounds pretty damn fantastic, and simultaneously thunderous.

The next few songs flip between those from Lonerism and Innerspeaker, and for me, the earlier songs are superior, or at least they sound so played live. ‘It is Not Meant to Be’ sounds much fatter compared to ‘Feels Like We Only Go Backwards’, although the majority of the Tivoli audience lose their shit during the new songs, most notably on ‘Elephant’, which sees a mini mosh-pit break out several metres from the stage. My own desire to pogo withheld, I particularly enjoy the one-two of ‘Lucidity’ and ‘Alter Ego;’ the latter being probably the best thing the band has done in this writer’s opinion.

A fine finishing trio of ‘Why Won’t You Make Up Your Mind?,’ ‘Desire Be, Desire Go,’ and ‘Apocalypse Dreams’ round out a deafening set, before the band come back on for one last epic jam, complete with The Growl’s Cameron on maracas, to finish up the night and send their fans home happy.

Tame Impala are a great band and deserve the plaudits they have been getting recently; Parker’s new songs are original and flaunt a range not present on the debut album. Stage presence and audience interaction may not be their greatest strengths, but the quality of the music is more than enough to make their show one worth catching.

Live review: Stonefield + The Delta Riggs – The Zoo, Brisbane – April 2012

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It’s refreshing that in a week where the ‘biggest’ musical event to happen in Brisbane was One Fucking Direction selling out the Convention Centre and forcing a collective creaming of jeans amongst their adolescent marketing victims (sorry, fans), people who like proper music played by proper musicians could cruise along to the Zoo in the Valley and hear some of the best young rock bands in Australia right now. Thank Christ for Stonefield.

Before this review turns into a rant against boy bands and all things manufactured, let me just say I have nothing against them; it’s their fans that need beaten with several pieces of heavy farming equipment. Twenty dollars would maybe get you two hotdogs and a coke at the Convention Centre while you listen to five prancing teens sing about their manginas, or nearly five hours of committed, pure-as-the-driven-snow rock ‘n’ roll at the Zoo; music played by the people who wrote it, and with enough conviction and attitude to scare One Direction’s balls into dropping.

One bunch of guys who have absolutely no problem locating their balls is support act The Delta Riggs; the Melbourne five-piece packing enough gloriously groovy Southern-rock cool into their set to make you think every piece of music since 1974 never happened. Decked out in cowboy hats, retro ‘70s shirts, and hair galore, they incorporate epic guitar, organ, and even some bluesy harmonica into a fantastic set. Taunting the “silly bunch of cunts up the back” for being too-cool-for-school and not joining in the fun, front man Elliott Hammond oozes Jagger-esque attitude and even manages to include “lend me some sugar, I am your neighbour!” from Outkast’s ‘Hey Ya’ into the middle of a song. The highlight of their set however, was Hammond brilliantly dedicating their song ‘Mary’ to Levon Helm, The Band’s legendary singing drummer, who died this week.

Speaking of singing drummers, Stonefield’s Amy Findlay has one hell of a set of pipes, and her band has more balls than One Direction’s entire fan base and the Delta Riggs put together. I have to admit, I was surprised and impressed by the power of the four hard-rocking sisters from rural Victoria, as they pounded, slapped, and strummed the living shit out of their instruments in an amazing seventy-five minute set.

As they are a young band yet to release their debut long player, you can pretty much be certain of which songs will feature in a Stonefield set. ‘Move Out Of My Shadow,’ ‘Drowning,’ and ‘Addicted Love’ are all blasted into the audience with one hundred percent commitment, with guitarist Hannah effortlessly peeling off the riffs like she has been doing it for decades, while baby-of-the-family and bassist Holly lifts her tiny frame onto the monitors, twirls her waist-length hair and gives it everything. It’s frightening to think that at fourteen years old she has already played the Glastonbury festival in England and toured all over Australia and the world.

It’s when Hannah switches her Gibson SP for a Les Paul and the crushing opening riff of ‘Black Water Rising’ thunders from the stage that the second half of the set cranks the proceedings up a notch. With the energy level not letting up, and Amy putting so much into her vocals that you think her vocal cords can’t possibly hold out, they launch into new single ‘Bad Reality;’ another blast of blistering, pounding rock riffage that should be a set staple for years to come.

Steppenwolf classic ‘Magic Carpet Ride’ gets a run-out – a song that perfectly encapsulates Stonefield’s spirit and allows keyboardist Sarah to flaunt her skills – before the support drummer comes on and Hannah takes the stage front and centre for ‘Drowning.’ Closer and Triple J favourite ‘Through The Clover’ gets an epic airing before the girls leave the stage to massive cheers and whistles from the Zoo audience.

Two minutes later, after much foot-stomping and calls for more, they are back, launching into Zeppelin’s ‘Whole Lotta Love,’ with almost as much swagger and energy as Page and co. did in their heyday. Amy’s voice seems tailor-made for the song, and she doesn’t let up with the vocal acrobatics until the dying seconds, when she and her sisters leave the stage for good, to the sounds of ringing appreciation from all sections of the audience.

All in all, it was an epic night of old-school rock ‘n’ roll, by young bands having the time of their lives, doing what they love, and playing music in a style that belies their tender years. It’s all too easy to rant about manufactured pop and the shit state of the music industry, but after seeing these guys in action I take heart. The next half-century of Australian rock is in good hands.

Interview: Owl Eyes

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One-to-watch Owl Eyes a.k.a Brooke Addamo released her new single ‘Crystalised’ earlier this month and is gearing up for a set of intimate shows around the country in May. I had a candid chat to Brooke ahead of her tour.

Hi Brooke! You first came to our attention on Australian Idol in 2008, so I just want to clear something up. Why is Kyle Sandilands such an arse?

Ha, I don’t think I could possibly answer this question, I guess everybody has to be known for something?

Ok, no more mention of him, I promise. Your new single ‘Crystalised’ has a fresh and different sound. How would you describe your new style?

I wrote this song thinking about the live aspect and that’s something I have never done. I wanted something to get people dancing and I wanted something really fun to play. It’s a bridging song between EP and album.

My new stuff is a little more synth and electronic inspired, but not generally as punchy as ‘Crystalised’.

Next month you are setting out on an east-coast tour promoting ‘Crystalised.’ What can your fans expect from an Owl Eyes show?

They can expect new music; I want to in a way involve them in the recording process of my album I want to play new and unfinished material to get a reaction and I will take that back with me to the studio.

Over the past couple of years you’ve had heaps of support from Triple J, got a gazillion fans on Facebook, and played gigs all around Australia. How do you find time to relax?

It’s pretty full-on at the moment mainly because I’m trying to get my album finished and I want to produce something that I am proud of.

So I don’t have much time to relax, although I did take the Easter weekend off to get away and stay in Daylesford, Victoria, which was lovely.

Your cover of ‘Pumped Up Kicks’ is one of my favourite Like A Versions. What made you decide to cover that song, and have you had any feedback from Foster The People?

I am a big fan of the band and I really relate to the song as an artist.

It’s such a catchy pop tune with dark underlying themes in the lyrics. I really respect that. I did get some feedback when they were in the country The Doctor on Triple J interviewed Mark and showed him my cover. I think he said something about me having a great vibe, I can’t really remember, I was pretty much in shock.

What can you tell us about how your debut album is shaping up?

It has electronic elements mainly because of what I am inspired by at the moment and I am also really focused on lyric and theme writing at this point.

I’m working with a few different producers and artists trying a few different things and just generally experimenting.

If you could play live with any artist, living or dead, who would it be and why?

I think I would love to play along side Stevie Nicks in her younger years. She is a huge inspiration to me.

Finally, if Owl Eyes was an animal (other than an owl!), what animal would you be and why?

A cat, mainly because they are so quirky and make me laugh so much.

Interview: Velociraptor

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The Eight Miles High mini-fest is flaring up a second time around at Alhambra Lounge on Friday 8 June, indulging in all things psychedelic, ’60s, surf, shoegaze and garage pop. I caught up with Julian from Brisbane’s biggest musical orgy Velociraptor ahead of their spot on the bill.

The velociraptors were the coolest dinosaurs in Jurassic Park, but ultimately got the shit kicked out of them by the T-Rex. Who would win in a fight between Velociraptor and T-Rex the band, and what would be your finishing move?

I’m pretty sure the raptors let the T-Rex win because raptors are horrible gamblers and owed a bucket load of cash from a bet gone wrong. Out of us and T-Rex (the band) however, we would win. We have more members, more super powers and three of us can breathe underwater, which I can imagine would really come in handy. After a collective bashing, we’d finish them off with a ‘Knights of the Round Table’ from Final Fantasy 7. Ultimate finishing move.

You guys are playing the Eight Miles High festival of psychedelic music in the next couple of weeks. What level of wasted should I get before arriving, and what can I expect to see at your show?

We go from a twelve piece to a twenty-four piece, and sometimes onward depending on how blurred your vision is, so the more wasted the more amazing the spectacle. Expect shenanigans, techdeck tricks, a white leopard, little green men, an ant kingdom and truck load of guitars. We literally have a truck dropping off out instruments before the show.

Most of the time Velociraptor consists of twelve dudes playing brutal garage pop, but how do you agree on what tunes to listen to before a show, or on the tour bus? I’m imagining the band splitting into two camps – one insisting on the Hives while the other screams for the Kinks?

It’s literally like being in hell. Take the two camps, and then split them again – it’s more like 6 camps between the 12 of us. Each member has their one taste, and yes we all scream for the Hives, and we all scream for the Kinks, but in the end we realise we didn’t bring any of their albums because we only had room for ourselves and gear. Luckily our super powers can take form of a sing-a-long and Kumbaya drowns out everyone’s screams until we’re thousands of kilometres away from home.

What can you tell us about your next EP? When do we get to experience its delights?

All I can say is that we’re casting a spell on every copy, so expect some fuckin’ magic.

Your bio describes Veliociraptor as ’12 Ultimate Party Dogs’. But have you ever had a moment of thinking “fuck this, I’m quitting to become a train driver and/or an acupuncturist”?

We are 12 Ultimate Party Dogs, but we already have the shitty day jobs that you speak of. Some of us are sales reps and some of us are accountants. Some of us are loans processors, glassies, and some of us are tradies. The list goes on. The true thought in our heads is “fuck this, I’m quitting my job and Velociraptor, and becoming a train driver”, because that would be way cooler than what we do.

One time my bass E string broke and hit my thigh. I couldn’t walk for about two weeks. What’s the worst or funniest injury you’ve had in the line of duty?

Several of us have been face punched at several different locations – we can’t go more than a year without one of us being struck down. Our instruments are usually injured far more than we are. I’d hate to see how much cash has been splashed on drum skins, tambourines, guitars and costumes – we’ve bought masks and the like before and thought “this will be rad” and they’re broken within 10 minutes of the show because we’ve head butted everything in the room. Costumes are clearly for bitch bands.

You must get some pretty crazy fans at your shows. Tell me about the craziest thing a fan has ever done to get your attention.

When we played Byron I think a majority of our fans wanted to fight us. They enjoyed the show, but they thought that by fighting us they could truly become fans. After we whooped all of their arses we gave them lemonades and we all laughed. They were crazy, but in the end they realised that fighting isn’t the solution.

If Velociraptor could share a stage with any act living or dead, who would it be and why?

The cast of Happy Days…but playing their characters from Happy Days. We’d play Arnold’s diner and really get down. There’s an episode when Fonzie’s cousin comes to visit, and he’s actually really nerdy and nobody can believe that he’s even related to Fonzie. After some hilarious mishaps the gang finally realise he’s not that bad and accept him into their arms. He’s not in any more episodes, so I really hope he could make it to that

Interview: Pete Kilroy of Hey Geronimo

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Hi Pete. Hey Geronimo are being labelled a ‘supergroup’. Firstly, can you tell me a little about how you guys came to be making music together?

Ahh yes. We were taking the piss a bit with the supergroup tag, but it’s fun to think that way. The band came together when Blame Ringo was booked to play a Beatles tribute night, but half the band was engaged. Myself and Ross still wanted to do it, so we enlisted Andrew, Greg and Tony to fill in. It was so fun that at the end of the set we looked at each other and said – let’s make this a permanent thing!

You’ve just released your debut EP – I‘ve been enjoying the summer-y, upbeat vibes. What has the response to the EP been like so far?

We spent a lot of time honing the writing and recording of the songs so we were very confident when it was finally finished. No corners were cut, and I think the feedback has reflected this too. The aim was to make sure it was all really strong, super, upbeat and fun – and that’s how it turned out, so we’re happy!

You’ll be setting off on the ‘Special Best Tour’ in September and October, taking in shows from the Sunshine Coast to Adelaide. What is the level of excitement like in the camp, and what can fans expect from a Hey Geronimo show?

We’re super pumped because we love touring. It’s great to give people an excuse to let their hair down and have a good time. We want peeps to learn the songs, have a few beers, dance, sing along, and ultimately get a bit loose. We’ll be doing the same!

I recently read a review of your EP that described you as “the new Little Red”. Is that an accurate description, because I’m getting more of a Beach Boys/Vampire Weekend feel?

Personally I haven’t really heard any Little Red so I can’t comment on that. We’ve been getting lots of “Beach Boys” though, and that’s cool. In fact, we’d never really thought of that, but now it’s affecting our writing. Now when we reach a crossroads writing we’re erring towards the mega harmonies and the whole Brian Wilson vibe. Not a bad hero to emulate at all.

Hey Geronimo is one of many Brisbane indie bands doing well at the moment. Do you think the quality of music coming out of Brisbane has improved in the last few years? Or is it simply that more people are taking notice?

I had this conversation with somebody interstate just a few days ago. They were gushing at the Brisbane music scene. I’m not sold on the hype to be honest. I think bands here have to work a bit harder due to how the scene is playing out here (ie limited venues etc) so that might be something, but regardless, people analyse it all too much. Maybe those interstate are just surprised that a Queensland redneck can hold a tune at all? Not sure.

You’re playing at BIGSOUND in Brissy, which is going to be EPIC. What bands on the bill are you looking forward to seeing?

We’re huge Ball Park and Hungry Kids fans, so they’ll be first on the list to see. Personally I’m keen to see a bit of Loon Lake, because I think we share a bit of the same vibe, and Courtney Barnett too. She’s great. It’s always a great couple of nights and this year really does seem to be bigger and better than ever.

What are your plans for after the tour, do you have any more recordings in the pipeline? Can you plan that far ahead as a band, or is it a matter of seeing what happens, or what opportunities arise?

We’re starting the recording of our debut album early next month. No rest for the wicked. The tunes are there so we’re going to record them, then release them. Bands over-think these things too much sometimes. Should have something ready to go in the early part of next year. Hopefully a million shows between now and then too!

If Hey Geronimo could share a stage with any act, living or dead, who would it be and why?

Hard to speak for the other guys, but I think myself and Andrew would want to jam with Ben Folds Five. Such a hard rocking, fun band. Good chance we’ll be throwing underwear at the man come Harvest time.

And lastly, a AAA Backstage tradition: if Hey Geronimo was an animal, what would it be and why?

Probably a giant squid. Creating havoc on the high-seas could be a fun way to spend the weekend.

Interview: Rin McArdle of Rin & The Reckless

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Rin McArdle has made a name for herself as one of Adelaide’s most exciting up and coming singer/songwriters. It comes as no surprise that after joinging forces with The Reckless, Rin and her exciting band have been successfully catapulted into the Adelaide music scene, already playing both support and headlining shows in many of Australia’s well known venues.

Hi Rin! First off, for those who haven’t heard you yet, tell us a little about your sound and how you got started writing songs.

The sound is quite pop in some ways but at the same time the music is very emotionally driven and the content is quite a bit heavier than what you’d find in most commercial and pop songs. I’ve always been really into music, I started playing drums when I was 7 and actually always thought I would end up being a drummer. When I was 18 I started playing and writing songs on guitar not really thinking anything of it, then about a year later I played my first open mic night and things just progressed from there.

You‘ve just released your debut EP, congratulations! How did it feel to get it finished, and what has the reaction been like so far?

It was really exciting! I’d done some previous recording before this ep but only as a solo artist, being able to spend time in the studio with my band was amazing. It was such a good feeling hearing the songs back the way that I’d always imagined and wanted them to sound. The reaction has been incredible so far, we’ve had a lot positive feedback not only from friends and fans but also from people we really respect in the music industry which has meant a lot. Along with the positive feedback we’ve also had some really good constructive criticism that we’ve been able to take on board and utilize to help us keep progressing in terms of our sound and also in terms of my song writing.

You also just did your first national tour with Brisbane boys The Strums. Can you tell me how that came about, and what the tour was like? What was the most reckless thing you got up to?

We actually randomly got chosen as one of the local supports for The Strums the first time they came and played in Adelaide. They ended up really liking our music and at the end of the night the singer of The Strums and I were talking and he told me he was going to take my band on national tour with him. I thought he was just drunk and full of shit but it actually ended up happening and it was one of the best experiences of my life. The first night we played I got so excited and drank so much that I missed most of The Strums set because I was vomiting in the bathroom, that basically set bar for the rest of the tour. The boys in my band weren’t really too reckless they just did really weird shit when they were drunk like sticking post it notes on cars that just said things like “think before you act”. We all definitely drank too much, by the second to last show of the tour in Byron Bay I was vomiting blood, that’s when I knew I’d maybe gone a bit too hard.

You’ve been described as ‘a tough Missy Higgins with the soul of Johnny Cash’, which sounds about right to me. If you had to choose, would you rather be rich and win a heap of ARIAs, or be broke and play a prison gig that goes down in history?

Definitely rich and heaps of ARIAs. Nahhh, prison for sure.

Your hometown Adelaide has produced some amazing bands in its time. How do you rate the current music scene there, and are there any new bands you think deserve a shout-out?

I’ve always personally found the music scene here quite hardcore dominated and in the past have found it hard to find local acts that work really well with our sound as a band, that being said though there are some great acts kicking around here that I have a lot of respect for. Dangerous! are a cool act from Adelaide that have done quite well here and internationally, I also really rate Hightime, God God Dammit Dammit, Baker’s Digest and Dr. Piffle & The Burlap Band. All those guys go off at their live shows.

What’s next for Rin and The Reckless? Any shows or recordings in the pipeline?

Yeah definitely, I’m about to head off to Brisbane to play a string of solo shows at the beginning of September and then I’ll be going back up there in October with the band. While I’m in Brisbane I’m playing a really cool show on the 8th of September at The End with Jack Carty and Thelma Plum which I’m super excited about. We’re just about to record some new material that we’ve been working on and once we’ve done that we’ll get a producer on board to help us get a couple of songs ready for release early next year, I’m really excited about that too!

If you could share a stage with any artist, living or dead, who would it be and why?

Amy Winehouse, because I love her.

And finally, an AAA tradition, if you could be any animal, what would you be and why?

Bubbles, the chimp that belonged to Michael Jackson. So many reasons.

Interview: The Snowdroppers

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Your music has been described as 1920s depression-era, Southern gospel rockabilly blues. Would you say that’s an accurate description? How did you get started with this style of music?

That could possibly ring true for our very early beginnings (I mean like the first few months), and we ran with it on various press releases for a while either as a kind of joke or just laziness. We’ve been described as turn of the century; 1920s; 1930s all through to 1960s; but I think that mainly comes as a shortcut from people seeing the clothes or press shots. Don’t underestimate the power of a flat cap and a pair of suspenders! We’re not really dedicated enough to a particular style to earn such an exacting description. How did it start? We actually got started just as a one off quick thing for a couple of shows a friend was putting on in the burlesque scene. Some of us were friends from uni and some of us had been in a few burlesque shows together before. People seemed to dig it and we were having fun so we decided to keep it going until those two things stopped, or we were too rich and drug addled to care.

You’re doing shows with hairy boys the Beards. How do you overcome the feeling of inadequacy when confronted with such awesome facial growth?! How have the shows been so far?

To be honest I recently had the first major trim in years, but from the time we first met them til now, I had a more impressive beard than at least two of them, so I never had any feelings of inadequacy whatsoever. Not about my beard.

The shows have been fun so far, Brisbane especially was a fantastic show. The Beards are lovely guys in a very strange vocation. I find the technicalities of a comedy band really interesting. Like, I’ve really noticed their musicianship is outstanding, which is important for the sake of the joke. It has to be seamless, because any hiccups would ruin the – what do they call it in movies? The suspension of disbelief. We’re really looking forward to the WA shows because Gay Paris are coming along. Last time we went to WA we had Slim (their bass player) filling in for London and he acquired a lady stalker in Fremantle. Very much looking forward to witnessing that reunion. I think he’s a terrified, little skinny man.

Your new single ‘White Dress’ has been getting a great reaction, and deservedly so. Is it a good indication of what to expect on the new album? Planning to throw any curveballs on there?

There’s no dubstep breakdowns on there if that’s what you’re asking! I’ll leave that to Muse. Or even Grinspoon, judging from their new single. Muse really painted themselves into a corner I think. Each album and each single had to be more and more epic and over the top than the last, and when everything’s all epic all the time, it means nothing’s epic, so it’s just white noise and you end up having to either do an acoustic album or in this case, a bullshit dubstep thing. There’s songs on our new album (Moving out of Eden) that we initially asked ourselves “is this too much of a departure?” but I think hearing the album as a whole it’s pretty cohesive. It’s fairly stripped back instrumentally, just guitar, bass, drums, banjo and harmonica. A few vocal harmonies and guitar doubling but we kept it pretty simple. We didn’t have the time or money to do otherwise.

Heaps of new bands are brandishing banjos these days! How do you account for the recent increase in banjo love? Is it something that goes in and out of fashion, or was it always there?

Well it’s always been there for certain types of music, like bluegrass and country for sure, but for bands on the rockier end of the spectrum I think it’s still pretty rare. Maybe if there’s a recent increase it’s because of Mumford & Sons. It’s got no sustain so you have to either do finger picking type stuff like our old mates Graveyard Train do, or just strum the shit out of it, which is the approach our lead banjo player Mr Johnny Wishbone takes. Any banjo companies out there want to give him an endorsement? They’re expensive, hard to tune and they break frequently. Even when working, they’re still irritating. It’s like the Gilbert Gottfried of musical instruments.

We caught your show at BIGSOUND, and really enjoyed it. How was your experience of the festival? Did you get a chance to catch many of the other bands?

Yeah we saw a few songs of a few bands, not a whole heap unfortunately. I thought Violent Soho sounded great live, I didn’t really get them til then, hearing them at a proper volume. I saw a kiwi band Cairo Knife Fight play a one song set, they were great too. Apart from that our flight was cancelled, so we arrived late and missed a lot. We just followed the free drinks around.

Some of your shows must go OFF. What is the craziest thing a fan has done while you’ve been playing?

We played this smallish room at Sydney Uni one time that had a catwalk extension from the front of the stage, and this girl got up who was absolutely hammered and grabbed the microphone off Johnny and just started screaming into it, then lay down on the catwalk and started trying to take her clothes off. It was awkward for everybody. One of her friends came up to her, initially we thought to get her off the stage, but just came up to help undo her dress. Another time we played the after party gig at Queenscliff music festival, this middle aged woman kept coming up to the front of the stage and pulling the plugs out of the mikes mid song because she wanted us to stop swearing. At a late night festival afterparty gig where everyone was drunk as could be. What a cunt.

I heard you say recently that you’re more of a live band than a studio band, and that seems to ring true. Do you welcome the day when albums are no more, or do you still consider them the cornerstone of what music is about, in terms of stating a band’s MO?

I think we felt that way around the time of the first album; we were still finding our feet in terms of songwriting and being confident in the studio, so we left a lot of decisions to the producer/engineer. It’s easy to say “I don’t like how this is sounding” but it’s a lot harder to say “This is why I don’t like how this is sounding, and this is what I think we should change to make it better”. That just slowly comes from learning more. When we recorded Moving Out of Eden, I can’t speak for the other guys but personally I felt very much at home and I felt like I knew exactly what needed to be done. Rich (the producer/engineer/mixer) was great at taking our suggestions and making them work, he didn’t have the usual “that won’t work so we won’t even try it” mentality a lot of engineers have. Do I think albums are important? Definitely, but I think for a long time I’ve been more of a “singles” guy, it might be my attention span. I love a good, punchy, 3 minute song.

And lastly, if the Snowdroppers were an animal, what animal would you be and why?

Some sort of badger-like creature. I don’t know why, it’s just how I picture it in my head.

Interview: The Preatures

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In town to play Valley Fiesta, Sydney goth/rock/soul quintet The Preatures dropped by to discuss their outstanding new EP Shaking Hands, touring, and why airports should stay open all night.

Hi guys, how long are you in town for?

Jack: We’re here for fifteen hours.

Isabella: It’s actually really cruisey this time because usually we’re getting up early as flights are cheaper early in the morning. I think last time we were up here we ended up at the airport at 3am or something, and it wasn’t open.

Luke: And we ran amok.

Jack: It was like that film 28 Days Later, there was nobody there.

Isabella: We went in anyway, and we were really hungry and thirsty so we stole a whole bunch of juices and food, we are so rock and roll.

Jack: Brisbane airport – stay open all night if you want to avoid theft.

You’re in the middle of a tour right now, how has it been going so far?

Gideon: it’s been great. This is our fourth show in, and it’s been a long time coming for the EP to come out, so to finally have it out is probably our main priority, and it’s just been fantastic playing it to people, and having people sing along. Even though it’s been out for such a short amount of time, there are songs on there that people sing along to, and they might have only heard them for the last week. It’s great.

Jack: We were just walking down Brunswick Street and we got down to where the stage is, and there’s someone on the balcony with a poster with our name on it. It’s really cool.

What has the reaction been like to the EP so far?

Isabella: It’s been great, although I make a conscious effort not to read reviews.

I reviewed your EP.

Isabella: You did? Did you like it?

Loved it.

Luke: That review impressed my girlfriend’s parents.

Jack: You’re really elevating Paul’s journalism to a new level now.

I wanted to ask you about ‘Take A Card’; specifically about the lyrics. Can you tell me what it’s about exactly?

Isabella: When we wrote it, we were just rehearsing and it was very quick and easy to write. We were a little frustrated at that time because we had been around for a year and a bit, and we didn’t really know where we fit in to the Sydney scene. We were a bit too indie for the rock ‘n’ rollers, we were a bit too rock ‘n’ roll for the indies, and we didn’t fit in anywhere. We were feeling a bit frustrated and hated all the music that was on the radio.

Jack: I think you constantly need something to be unhappy about.

Isabella: You get in a certain mindset where you feel that all the music on the radio is really bland, and pop music in general is bland. Before we had written ‘Take A Card’ we had always written darker, country rock kinda stuff, so were just taking the piss I guess. I wrote these lyrics about having your song on the radio, and how frustrating it is.

Gideon: Waiting your turn.

Isabella: Yeah, waiting your turn. It’s very tongue-in-cheek, and we already knew we wanted to go over to L.A. and record, and that bit that goes “can you call when you get to L.A.” was just something we threw in that was really off-hand, and when it came to the chorus, we said to ourselves okay, this song is about pop music, so what’s the most poppy thing that we could do in the chorus? So the “baby, be mine” part came really easily, then Luke came up with the “call on the beat” part, and it was all very easy.

So it’s quite ironic then, that triple J grabbed onto it and played it a heap of times.

Isabella: It’s still a bit funny because there are all these people in the audience who sing along, and I always wonder if they could possibly understand what the song is about, you know?

Maybe now they will.

Isabella: But that’s not the point of a good pop song. The point isn’t to understand, it’s just to like it and enjoy it.

So what made you decide to go to L.A.? Why there?

Gideon: Because we were given the option to, basically.

Luke: A couple of really good studios in Sydney were closing down and we were a bit discouraged about what was available to us, and our producer suggested L.A., where the dollar is cheap and we can get good rates on the studio.

Isabella: He said it as a joke, and we were like, that sounds really good!

Gideon: Once we had researched it, it made sense.

How long were you over there for?

Isabella: Just under two weeks, twelve days.

Jack: We were staying right in the middle of Holywood, just off Franklin Avenue.

Was it as hideous as everyone says?

Tom: It was fantastic.

Jack: We absolutely loved being in L.A.

Isabella: Really loved it.

Luke: Although everything shuts at 2am.

Tom: Yeah, it’s a hard town to go out in.

Gideon: Well, there are places to go, you just gotta know where they are.

Isabella: I think people just have house parties there.

Tom: There was one place, it didn’t have a name. It was just a shop on Hollywood Boulevard that is a cooperative clothing shop during the daytime and at the end of the day turns into a nightclub. They have $3 beers and there’s crazy shit all over the walls, it was really weird. The whole place is lit with black lights, it’s very strange.

Isabella: The boys all went out every night but I didn’t. When we were in the studio it was like a vortex, and then we’d finish up at eleven or midnight every night, and have to be back there at 10am, so I normally went home to sleep, and didn’t see much of the night life.

Did you find recording an easy thing to do?

Isabella: No! (laughs)

Jack: That was really a big learning curve for us. I think every band experiences it differently, when they go into a studio for the first time properly, and you’re with a producer whose job is it to make sure you don’t go off the rails and fuck it all up. We had always done everything on our own merit, so having somebody with as much input as a producer, you’re coming up against somebody all the time, which can be really difficult if you’re not willing to have an argument about it, or if you don’t know how to argue your point.

Did you find that having arguments was the best way to work things out?

Isabella: We didn’t really have arguments that much. We just kept our mouth shut.

Jack: We learned afterwards that if you feel strongly about anything you do, then you have to speak up about it, and can’t be afraid to take somebody on, because it’s about what you believe.

Isabella: But we were still figuring out what sort of be band we were, and we’ve definitely got a better idea of it now. Since we recorded the EP, and now that it’s been released it’s amazing because, creatively, we’re very much past it. When you first record something, you just want it so badly to be released, and then you have to completely reject it and move on in order to be able to be creative and write new songs. You have to reject it completely to give yourself a clean slate, so I think we went through that period of being really fed up with the EP in a way, and now that it’s been released we can sit back and enjoy the fact that it’s actually a fine piece of work.

Gideon: For a while we were really frustrated because for a long time, all we were playing was the EP and we couldn’t talk about it because things were still being sorted out in the background around us, so we were playing these songs that we were getting tired of playing, and people didn’t know them. But now our set has been reinvigorated and we’ve been able to introduce new songs for our own sanity.

How many new songs do you have?

Isabella: A good album’s worth. We’re still working away. The new EP is very American. It has a very American sensibility about it, but for us there’s a theme happening on the EP that we won’t want to use as much of in the future. It’ll be more about how we take that sound and make it current and new, and more us.

So, do you have any plans for any future releases? An album perhaps?

Isabella: We’ll be recording in January, so that’s exciting.

In Australia this time?

Gideon: Yes, in Australia. We have a space we work out of in Sydney.

Isabella: It’s going to be almost the flip side of the L.A. EP, as we’ll be doing most of it on our own. We recorded the EP in September of last year.

Gideon: We had every intention for that to be out in March of this year.

Jack: But ‘Take A Card’ completely threw that plan. We put it up on Unearthed, and I think they played it on Valentine’s Day or something. We were just not ready for people to respond to it like they did, because we thought we would have at least another month before the EP would come out, and then at least another twelve months before Triple J would play it, and then Izzy went mental making sure all our social media was current, as nothing had been updated for a while.

Isabella: And they still play it once every three days, which is pretty amazing.

I wanted to ask you about BIGSOUND, as that’s where we first saw you, and you pretty much stole the show. How was your experience of BIGSOUND?

Gideon: It was great, although Izzy was sick.

Isabella: I ended up with laryngitis, and the first show was ok, but the second night wasn’t so good. I spent three weeks recovering after that. I just had to stay at our hotel and not sing or not talk to anyone, and that was really devastating as all I wanted to do was hang out with everyone, and go and see all my friends who were playing. But these guys had a great time.

Which other bands did you see?

Gideon: I went and saw Straight Arrows.

Luke: We saw Straight Arrows, The Cairos, Saskwatch, Elizabeth Rose, Jeremy Neale, King Cannons.

Tom: And we saw Strangers, which was a good experience.

Isabella: We were really nervous that nobody was going to come to our gig. I was really nervous about that gig, and I don’t really get nervous about gigs.

Luke: The Delta Riggs are such a great live band, and I was nervous about going on after them. But they are a totally different band to us.

Isabella: You get a really good vibe in some gigs, and that was one of them. Some gigs you play the sound is bad and people tell you it was the best sounding gig they’ve heard, but that gig had a really good vibe. And we vibed off the crowd and that’s what I loved about that gig.

So at what point did you guys realise you can make a career out of The Preatures?

Isabella: I don’t think we’ve realised that yet.

Gideon: No we haven’t. To be honest, people ask us this all time, they ask us how do we make money from this.

Jack: I think there’s an expectation that if you’re famous, you must be loaded and that’s just not true.

Gideon: I think you just have to keep telling yourself that you can do it, and just get yourself into that mind space. I’ve dropped out of uni, and if we weren’t doing this we’d all have to go work in cafés because I don’t have any qualifications, so you’re putting all your eggs in one basket, and it’s pretty much gotta work.

Luke: And it’s everybody’s eggs in just one basket. It’s quite an omelette.

Gideon: People who work in the industry will tell you there are ways to make money and there other things you can do. I think we’d all love to be able to wake up every morning and be able to feed our families and be able to work at writing songs. We’re not asking to have big houses and cars, just a Corolla and a townhouse would be nice!

Isabella: ‘Take A Card’ was great for us because it gave us confidence and before that we were a bit scattered. If you listen to the EP, it’s cohesive but there’s diversity on there. People comment about us all the time, saying we’re not just one thing or one genre, and that can be seen as a bad thing or a good thing, and we struggle with it and celebrate it equally. The whole band’s story will be about finding about how those different elements come together to find something good.

Tom: Like Captain Planet! (assumes Super Hero pose) Drums! Bass! Guitar!

Are you looking forward to playing tonight?

Isabella: Yes we are. It’s only our second festival after Sheer Madness.

Jack: That doesn’t count.

Gideon: Yeah it does, we played there with bands like Monsieur Camembert, and Husky before they were Husky. Anyway we’re quite new to the whole festival thing, and we’re playing Peats Ridge and Gorgeous Festival at the end of the year. But the rest of the year is about just playing gigs. We’ll be touring with Deep Sea Arcade and trying to get as many new songs into the set as possible, and we’ve got the San Cisco tour as well.

Isabella: And after Peats Ridge it’s writing time. Straight back into the studio.

Have you been chucking any covers into your sets recently?

Gideon: We’ve actually got a gig booked that has the requirement of one song from the sixties and one from the nineties so we’re going to have to do it for sure.

And what have you got on the shortlist for that?

Tom: It’s a really tough thing to pick covers, because you want to do something that you have room to move in, but you don’t want to go too far with it.

Jack: Sometimes you can reach well into the cheesy side of things and do it really well. Like ‘Forever Young’; it’s so uber-cheesy.

Tom: But even still, you don’t want to deviate too far from the original.

And you don’t want to choose something too obscure either.

Isabella: Exactly. The point of a great cover is to pick something everybody knows. It’s a guilty pleasure and it makes people go “oh my god, I love this song!”

Jack: Like The Cairos doing ‘Time After Time’ on the tour we did with them. They did their own thing with it; it was endearingly lame! And they’re the kind of band that can do that, because they’re awesome. It sounded great.

Tom: It was the highlight of every show they did.

Well, thank you, and good luck with the gig tonight.

Gideon: thanks guys, it’s going to be awesome.

The Top 10 Music Documentaries

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When most of us think of the words ‘music documentary’, Spinal Tap springs to mind; and that’s not only because it’s one of the funniest films of all time, but because it’s also probably pretty close to the truth. That aside, the music doco can be a vital part of a fan’s collection, and more often than not, provide an intriguing insight into the lives and careers of our favourite acts. Here are the top ten music documentaries of all time; each one as unmissable as the last:

10. Gimme Shelter (1970)

An occasionally harrowing visual record of the Rolling Stones’ 1969 tour and free concert at Altamont that sees the unwitting band being present at the tragic killing of a fan by over-aggressive Hells Angels hired as security. Sometimes labelled as ‘the day the ’60s ended’, the Altamont concert has gone down in history as a defining moment in music and the Stones’ career. Watch Jagger & co. shake their stuff here:

9. Rory Gallagher – Irish Tour (1974)

The original Gallagher brother, Rory Gallagher was a blues-rock troubadour and – by all accounts – a gentleman of the highest order. Having disbanded his first group Taste shortly after wowing Jimi Hendrix at the Isle of Wight festival in 1970 and rejecting a chance to join the Rolling Stones, Gallagher embarked on a long journeyman career, earning the respect of musicians and fans the world over, and it was in 1974 that he was probably at his peak. Check out Gallagher shredding like a demon on his signature tune ‘Tattoo’d Lady’:

8. New York Doll (2005)

This outstanding documentary tells the story of legendary punk trash band New York Dolls’ flamboyant bassist, Arthur ‘Killer’ Kane, as he hits rock bottom after the Dolls break up, to his final redemption and band reunion some thirty years later. From being at the epicentre of the musical world to doing volunteer work in a church, Kane proves to be a loveable and almost pathetic character in parts, but ultimately triumphs as the Dolls get back together. The fact that he dies shortly after the reunion makes this film all the more poignant. Here’s the trailer:

7. The Filty And The Fury (2000)

Julien Temple’s 2000 documentary The Filth And The Fury is the story of the Sex Pistols, as told by the band themselves, and is in part a response to his own 1980 farce The Great Rock ‘N’ Roll Swindle, which has been criticised for being too skewed to the outlook of band manager and prize buffoon Malcolm McLaren. It’s honest, dirty, and downright seedy in parts, and that’s what makes it so good. Watch the full film here:

6. It Might Get Loud (2009)

Three guys sitting around chatting about chords and stuff; sounds boring. But it’s unspeakably bloody intriguing. Starring Jimmy Page, Jack White, and U2’s The Edge, this is the musician’s music documentary first and foremost, but anybody who simply likes watching the masters at work will also get a major kick from watching it. Jack White and The Edge are both excellent guitarists, but there’s only one Jimmy Page. Watch the Led Zeppelin master show ’em how it’s done:

5. Woodstock (1970)

The one that started it all? Woodstock is the most famous music festival of all time, and the original gathering needed a concert film to meet the occasion. Jimi Hendrix’s set has been released as its own movie, as it has since been seen as a defining moment of the ’60s counter-culture movement, but check out 25 year-old Ten Years After guitarist Alvin Lee’ shredding it with the best of them in the festival’s overlooked musical highlight:

4. Anvil! The Story of Anvil (2008)

Anyone who says they were a fan of Anvil before watching Anvil! The Story of Anvil is a liar. Anyone who says they aren’t a fan of them after watching it is an even bigger liar. The story of a down-on-their-luck Canadian metal band who never fully reached their potential and are barely holding it together, this is a touching, tear-inducing, and ultimately triumphant look at one bunch of guys who always kept the dream alive. Better buy some tissues before having a look at this one. Watch the trailer here:

3. The Doors – When You’re Strange (2009)

Described by keyboardist Ray Manzarek as the “true story of The Doors”, When You’re Strange turned heads upon its release in 2009, as the only film up to that point to make footage from Jim Morrison’s own HWY: An American Pastoral available for public consumption. It’s eerily beautiful, and you won’t be able to stop watching, even though you know how it all ends. Johnny Depp’s narration adds a touch of class to a fascinating look at one of the ’60s best bands. Watch the full doco here:

2. Joe Strummer: The Future is Unwritten (2007)

Alternating between uplifting and heartbreaking, The Future is Unwritten is an intimate and revealing look into the life of the late Clash frontman. Starting from his childhood as a British ambassador’s son, through squatting in the empty wastelands of West London, before finding himself as a new-age punk rock warlord, this documentary will make you laugh, cry, and ultimately have a better appreciation of where much of the Clash’s music came from. Beautiful. Check out the trailer here:

1. The Band – The Last Waltz (1978)

This Martin Scorsese-directed concert film is quite simply, the best music documentary of all time. Literally the ‘last waltz’ for a legendary band making their final concert appearance before breaking up, it is a stunning piece of film showcasing not only one of the best and most influential bands of all time, but also a ridiculously impressive cast of characters and cameos, and with more show-stopping moments than all of the other documentaries on this list put together. From Levon Helm’s drum-and-vocal mastery on ‘Cripple Creek’, to Bob Dylan’s ‘Baby Let Me Follow You Down’, and Van Morrison chucking a tanty after a career-best version of ‘Caravan’, The Last Waltz is the most essential music doco of any age. Check out the opening sequence, a version of Marvin Gaye’s classic ‘Baby Don’t You Do It’:

Live review: BIGSOUND Live – Fortitude Valley, Brisbane – September 2012

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Those who fear commitment must love BIGSOUND Live; it’s the music festival equivalent of speed-dating. There’s barely enough time to get comfy with a band or venue before being whisked off to another to be overcome with a brand new feeling of admiration or excitement all over again. It’s also a festival that provides endless opportunities for good times. Got your schedule, wristband, and beer money? Then let the games begin…

Wednesday 12th September

The BIGSOUND timetable causes strange things to happen in the Valley’s entertainment precinct. Like unnatural tidal phenomena, waves of people wash in and out of the twelve venues every twenty minutes like clockwork, beaching themselves in a rush to get to the action before heading off to check in somewhere else. Doorways are crowded, stairwells filled, and alleyways transformed into heaving masses of humanity, eager to suck in the atmosphere before it dissipates for another year.

Ric’s bar is filled to bursting as Jeremy Neale kicks off proceedings, with punters scrambling for vantage points or watching from outside. Despite announcing to the audience that he has lost his voice, his vocals and indeed the entire band sound tight and focussed, as they bob their heads to the side in unison and knock out some bangin’ ’60s-flavoured pop, with plenty of wide grins from the man himself. Fifth track ‘Darlin’’ proves to the be the highlight of a jaunty and jumpin’ party-starting set.

A quick dash up the Black Bear Lodge stairs later and I am greeted with the ever-good voice of James Walsh, playing his band Starsailor’s ‘Good Souls’. “Welcome to BIGSOUND everyone!” he offers the growing audience in his deep Wigan brogue, before playing ‘Barcelona’; a new song in the talented vocalist’s arsenal. Starsailor classic ‘Silence Is Easy’ still sounds fantastic, before a charming cover of Springsteen’s ‘Hungry Heart’ provides a pleasant surprise.

Over at the Zoo in Ann Street, Sons of Rico are setting up to a sparse audience, before a sudden influx of wrist-banded people semi-fills the venue. As the band launch into the rocking ‘Miss Adventure’ and benefit from the quality of the venue’s sound system, sporadic dancing breaks out in front of the stage, and there are definite hints of head-nodding across the rest of the audience. Threatening to break into an all-out heavy-psych jam at one point, the quintet round off an impressive set with radio-staple ‘This Madness’, leaving me thinking that their album doesn’t do the band’s abilities justice.

Barely an hour has passed and it’s time for band number four: slacker-rockers Bearhug, who are tackling the awkward layout of the Press Club. It’s not the best venue for live music, given that a massive fan/propeller blocks out the stage, but the five Sydneysiders don’t seem worried, immediately kicking off a slow, groovy jam as the venue absorbs punters from the street. Fourth track, the West-Coast-flavoured ‘Angeline’, ups the pace and gives the dual guitars and military-precision drumming a chance to shine. Jesse Bayley can fire off a solo with the best of them, and he does so on ‘Over The Hill’, before the final tune, the Pavement-esque ‘Cinema West’ is introduced as being a “song that a 55 year-old woman told us was shit.” Shit it definitely isn’t, as the set finishes to ringing applause from all around.

Back at the Zoo, Sydney’s post-rock folkies Winter People are making a politely-ethereal noise. The girls’ dual violins add a touch of country to the band’s sound, and frontman Dylan Baskind is as humble a musician as you will find. “BIGSOUND is like being at a gourmet food buffet,” he announces. “So many options, and you chose us: minced cabbage.” If you haven’t caught them live yet, do so, and get your filthy paws on their Gallons EP while you’re at it – these guys are something special.

Déjà vu is setting in as Black Bear lodge beckons once again, this time for Melbourne’s bastards of blues-rock, The Delta Riggs. The energy reverberating around the small venue multiplies many-fold as the cocksure five-piece take the stage and roll out one of the rawk-iest performances of the evening. Frontman Elliott Hammond is all hair, hips, and swagger, as he leads his band in a one-two attack of high-tempo rockers, before breaking it back down for the disgustingly-groovy ‘Mary’. Introducing ‘Money’ as a “song for all you cunts out there”, Hammond proceeds to improvise the lyrics in an extended jam, coaxing the pumped audience into a giant sing-a-long of “holy guacamole, we got chips!” before announcing that everybody present is “now in the band”.

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The luxury of staying in the same venue is a welcome relief as next up at Black Bear is Sydney quintet The Preatures. They again draw a large, energetic crowd, and it quickly becomes clear why. As the band take the stage and kick their blend of gothic rock ’n’ roll into gear, any semblance of journalistic professionalism I have floats out the door, as I’m too mesmerized by the performance of singers Isabella Manfredi and Gideon Bensen to take notes or even really care why I’m here; the performance is that damn good. Manfredi has an impressive range and works the crowd like a dream; flicking her hair and making eye contact with the front rows, before Bensen opens his mouth and lets out a sound that you would expect to hear from an old delta bluesman, not a 20-something bloke from New South Wales. I come back to my senses in time to realise ‘Take A Card’ is a fantastic track, and hear Bensen announce their last song ‘Hero’; a newly-written tune. The Preatures are my undisputed live highlight of day one; simply fantastic.

Maybe I’m still buzzing on a Preatures-induced high, but over at Winn Lane Velociraptor’s performance seems a little sub-par. That’s not to say they don’t still wipe the floor with most of the other acts on the bill, but maybe it’s frontman Jeremy Neale’s voice or the reduced crowd interaction from being on a raised stage, but the guys and girl aren’t as chaotically-brilliant as usual. Reduced to a ten-piece as the DZ guys are in the States, they nevertheless power through ‘Hey Suzanne’ and ‘Riot’, among others, and provide an interesting spectacle to look at, as always.

All that’s left for day one of BIGSOUND is to go through the airport levels of security into Oh Hello! and catch King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard, who have no hesitation in cranking out an unholy racket from the get-go. The Melbourne eight-piece launch into a tangled, crunching mass of psychedelic punk with energy by the truckload, as songs like ‘Black Tooth’ and ‘Dead-Beat’ encourage the crowd-surfers and pogoing punks to bounce around like chimps on speed. Having just realised their debut album, the band are clearly riding high and full of confidence, as they provide an ear-drum-splitting finale to Wednesday night.

Thursday 13th September

The working day passed me by as if I was stuck in suspended animation between two zones of music festival awesomeness, punctuated only by a quick lunchtime blast of tunes at Jamie’s Espresso in James Street with Streamer Bendy, who put in a fine performance of shout-y pop-rock in the early-afternoon sun.

Eight o’clock comes around again, and I find myself at Magic City for the first time, to take in another band who have just released their debut record: Split Seconds. Looking lean and mean, the Perth boys put in a fine set filled with songs from You’ll Turn Into Me. The venue quickly fills up by the end of first track ‘Security Light’, despite the doors only being opened at 8pm on the dot (bad decision Magic City!) ‘Maiden Name’ follows, then the catchy-as-fuck ‘Top Floor’, followed by ‘She Makes Her Own Clothes’, which frontman Sean Pollard laughingly describes as being “about the joys of sewing”. The only way to finish is with the always-excellent ‘All You Gotta Do’; the band leaving the stage to well-deserved thunderous applause and satisfied smiles from the audience.

A quick duck into the Black Bear Lodge to hear the pop delights of former Go-Betweens members Adele & Glenn (Adele Pickvance and Glenn Thompson) is followed by a dash down to the Zoo to catch Hey Geronimo. A huge crowd is there to see the Brisbane indie-poppers, as they begin getting hips moving with the opening bass-line to The George Baker Selection’s ‘Little Green Bag’, before launching into their own ‘Carbon Affair’, followed quickly by ‘Dreamboat Jack’. At this point I’m considering chucking my beer away and jumping around like an idiot, the quirky ‘60s-flavoured pop tunes coming from the stage being so infectious, but I settle for tapping a foot and grinning from ear to ear. ‘Co-Op Bookshop’ follows next, as the boys put in one of the funnest and most upbeat performances of the night.

Next it’s into the depths of the sparsely filled Alhambra Lounge to catch a short burst of Sydney’s Underlights. As I arrive they are pumping out impressive waves of bluesy psychedelia, building the sound into a wall of noise that reverberates around the brick interior of the club. However, it’s at this point that my evening is temporarily derailed as my iPhone decides to fuck itself (thus losing my BIGSOUND schedule) and I have to go outside to make a call to fix it, and miss the rest of the set. Damn you, technology!

Back at the Bakery Lane stage, Dubmarine are making sure everybody is dancing frantically with a range of high-energy, pumping dub and dance tracks. Blasts of trombone and synths rain down on the energetic crowd as the energy levels remain high. The fact that they are late replacements for an unwell Owl Eyes has left a few confused people wondering what is going on. One guy sees me writing and we have the following exchange:

Guy: “Is this Owl Eyes, mate?
Me: “Umm… no.”
Guy: “Who is it?”
Me: “Dubmarine.”
Guy: “Who?”
Me: “DUBMARINE.”
Guy: “Oh, I was wondering why they didn’t look like Owl Eyes!”

I should probably try to be more friendly to strangers. Anyhow, a quick stretch of the legs back up Ann Street and Oh Hello! is the location, catching Courtney Barnett’s set the aim. But alas, the bouncer rules that my mate is too hammered and refuses him entry. We decide to take a punt on the Press Club – where the door staff are either much less diligent or much more accommodating, I’m not sure which – and have a look and a listen to the pixie-like Elizabeth Rose. The venue is packed with punters, musicians, and Triple J faces alike; all ready to hear the young Sydneysider’s synth and vocals solo show. If she is nervous it doesn’t show at all, as tune after tune of multi-layered electronica is reeled off, accompanied by her confident vocals. “It’s my first time at BIGSOUND and I’m loving it!” she tells the audience, before kicking into her remix of ‘Foreign Language’ by Flight Facilities, her eyes closed as she puts everything into the vocals, while twiddling several knobs and pushing buttons at the same time.

The only knobs that King Cannons twiddle at Winn Lane are the ones that turn their amps up to eleven. As straight-forward a rock show as you will see; theirs is also one of the most exciting. Striding onto stage like men (and woman) on a mission to be your favourite band, they start into ‘Stand Right Up’, peeling off the committed, everyman style of blue collar rock they have made their trademark. I already know this is going to be the highlight of the entire BIGSOUND Live festival.

“If you feel good, clap your hands!” yells singer Luke Yeoward, and the crowd respond in unison, before the music rolls over into ‘Call For Help’, with Lanae Eruera’s bongos setting off the dual-Fender and piano riffage nicely. ‘Take The Rock’ is next; the chorus part of “Blow it up! Tear shit up!” sounding like possibly one of the best drunken sing-along songs you’d ever want to hear at a festival. ‘Too Young’ follows, another rousing track from The Brightest Light, as sweat pours in rivers from Yeoward’s face and the energy of the audience shows no sign of lowering. ‘The Brightest Light’ and ‘Too Hot To Handle’ are next, without a drop in energy level; the latter morphing into a galloping cover of ‘Rockaway Beach’. Just when I think this set can’t get any better, they go and play a Ramones song. HELL YES.

The closer for King Cannons sweat-drenched set is ‘Teenage Dreams’, the reggae-influenced rhythms allowing the band to have a bit of a jam, chucking in a few bars of ‘Pressure Drop’ by Toots & The Maytals in a singularly epic finale. The appreciative roar from the audience is massive, and with ringing ears and in the knowledge that I’m unlikely to hear anything better tonight, I set off towards the Mustang Bar.

Mia Dyson’s band are setting up in the partially-full venue as the lady herself chats to fans by the pool table. Looking like an ‘80s Annie Lennox and carrying herself with the confident air of a well-travelled performer, Dyson grabs the audience’s attention with her bluesy, whisky-throated drawl and ability to shred with the best of them. Introducing ‘Jesse’ as a “song about adoption”, before summing up her BIGSOUND experience as “having no idea what to expect, but this is lovely,” she then counts in the first track from her new album The Moment, ‘When The Moment Comes’, which she makes sound effortlessly stylish.

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Trudging back to the Press Club for one last set, I realise BIGSOUND Live is almost over. Tired but happy, I fight my way through the crowd waiting to see Drunk Mums. As they start to play in their raucous pseudo-anarchic style, I scribble the words ‘they look like a bunch of hyper, bogan speed-freaks, pissed off ‘cos they’ve had their hubcaps nicked,’ and that, to me, makes some kind of perfect sense. Their set is a glorious mess of scrappy garage-punk songs, mullets, and blood (the skinny, shirtless one covered in marker pen scrawl keeps punching himself in the mouth). As the sweaty, aggro-fuelled set is coming to an end, a scuffle breaks out to the side of the stage as a BIGSOUND bouncer jumps on a guy who was apparently going a bit too far with the argy-bargy on the dance floor, and they roll around, locked in a loving embrace on the floor for a while until the punter realises he‘s defeated. Girlfriends inevitably get involved, handbags come out, there is shoving and confusion, and I decide it’s time for me to call it a night and go home. To the taxi rank, home, and into bed with ringing ears I go, happy after a night of great music and good times.

So, what to say in summary about this fantastic festival? The first thing is that I had a damn good time. The second is that it was put together brilliantly. In fact, probably the only thing worth debating is which bands played the best sets (King Cannons and The Preatures in this writer’s opinion.) Kudos to the organisers, and the volunteers, and the venue staff who made it run so smoothly; you guys did a bang-up job. But most of all, thank you to the more than 120 bands who made us forget the world for a short, but glorious time. BIGSOUND 2013 can’t come soon enough.

Live review: Soundwave Festival, Brisbane – March 2013

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Duff McKagan

Walking from Brisbane’s Fortitude Valley train station to the RNA Showgrounds before the first installment of 2013’s Soundwave instils a certain feeling in a music fan. Trudging these plain back streets would normally be a non-event, but as the stream of mostly black t-shirt-ed metallers, rock chicks, and the odd shambling drunk winds its way towards the gaping entrance to the festival, a growing sense of anticipation and excitement becomes apparent.

Each of us is swallowed up by the throng of people surging through the entrance barriers, before being delivered deep into the belly of the beast that is the sprawling Soundwave festival. Next comes confusion, as maps are studied in a vain effort to gain a sense of geography, before the line fans out and is absorbed into various crowds. Game on.

Choosing the first band to see solely based on the fact they are (presumably) named after a much-loved coming-of-age TV show you watched at your grandma’s house every Thursday after school may not be the conventional way of doing things, but Philadelphia’s The Wonder Years prove to be a good starting point. Their bouncy brand of pop punk attracts a large crowd, which quickly turns into an energetic, elbow-y circle pit on singer Dan Campbell’s request.

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Orange Goblin

Next up is veteran English hard rock act Orange Goblin over at the secluded stage five. These guys have featured several times in Classic Rock magazine, and for good reason; they rock as hard as anyone on the bill today, and frontman Ben Ward has the everyman appeal that makes you want to be his mate, as he pumps his fist in the air and asks for more from the audience, wearing a t-shirt bearing the faces of his obvious influence, Thin Lizzy. “This is our first ever show in Australia,” he semi-growls, to a rapturous response, as both band and audience seem genuinely grateful to be present. Well played lads.

Flogging Molly have a large, sweaty crowd eating from their Celtic folk-punk hands over at the larger stage two as they run through a set of songs custom-made for a good ol’ festival singsong. Dedications to Johnny Cash and June Carter-Cash only increase the fervour as Bridget Regan breaks out her tin whistle and spasmodic faux-Irish dancing breaks out among the boozy audience – ridiculously comical, yet somehow quite perfect.

Over at stage three, Sleeping With Sirens are typical of the type of band on the bill that seem geared towards attracting the teen dollar, and each of their poppy post-hardcore tunes elicits a swell of adolescent screeching in the hot afternoon sun, while back at the main arena, Kyuss Lives! mostly ignore the crowd as they crank out waves of heavy stoner rock across the arena. Any form of Kyuss without Josh Homme or Nick Olivieri on board loses the majority of its appeal, and today’s show reinforces that idea.

Seeing many of the Soundwave bands brings back fond memories to ’90s and early ’00s kids – indeed many of the groups on the bill had their first successes around that time and are now either stalking new territory or living on past glories to various extents. There’s no harm in either of these routes of course, as long as they can be pulled off (seriously, how many people are really here to hear Blink-182 play the B-sides from the latest album?), but Sum-41 can’t really manage either, as their newer songs are average at best and their early material was never really that good in the first place. Add to this frontman Deryck Whibley’s lukewarm attempts at crowd interaction and you get a disinterested ‘meh’.

A quick trip back to stage three (via a brief but savage blast of Slayer) to be subjected to a short burst of All Time Low’s sub-par, teen-baiting dick jokes is followed by the hike back to stage five for Duff McKagan’s Loaded. It’s interesting that each of the ex-members of Guns ‘N’ Roses put their names in their band titles – from Slash’s Snakepit, Adler’s Appetite, and Izzy Stradlin and the JuJu Hounds, and it’s a sign of what sells and why people still want to see them play; because they were in frickin’ Guns ‘N’ Roses. Not needing to trade on past glories, McKagan’s band is tight and melodic, and he is an engaging frontman with a decent voice (as well as being in amazingly good shape for a man of nearly fifty).

Back at the main arena, the time of day when bellies being to rumble and the desire to trade all your worldly belongings for a comfortable chair has arrived. The dull drone of A Perfect Circle booms out across the showgrounds as dusk looms, and after a quick visit to the litter-strewn feasting area, it’s time to check out another band who had their heyday in the ’90s: Garbage.

Guys (and girls) of a certain age will always have a soft spot for Shirley Manson; she was the alternative rock babe of choice for a while back in the day, and tonight she proves she’s still got the pipes and the performance for a big occasion like Soundwave. The stick-thin singer bounds from one side of the stage to the other in an up-tempo and committed performance, as two of the band’s biggest hits, ‘Stupid Girl’ and ‘Paranoid’ are fired off early in the set like they’re no big deal, earning a huge response from the large crowd.

Fucked Up’s Damian Abraham wastes no time in getting among the sparse but hyped crowd over at stage five. “You could be getting a good spot for Metallica but you came here instead, HA HA HA HA,” the singer yells, before throwing off his shirt and launching his considerable bulk at the front rows. The following couple of minutes is a lesser-known highlight of the entire festival, as the singer mixes it with the fans, invites participation on vocals, loses his microphone cord, and fights off attempts by security to pull him back towards the stage, as the band ploughs faithfully on with looks of “he does this all the time” on their faces and the barrier between band and fan is beautifully and unequivocally shattered. Actually, damn it, it is the highlight of the festival, and the small yet appreciative crowd seems to agree.

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Blink-182

And so, the business end of the show is fast approaching as darkness falls over Soundwave. Much has been said and written about timetable clashes and drummers not making the flight blah blah etc, but the truth is that the Soundwave organisers have put together an absolutely stellar line-up for this year’s festival, and the rock-loving people of Brisbane and elsewhere are spoilt for choice, such is the embarrassment of rock ‘n’ roll riches on show here tonight. Two pretty great bands playing at the same time? First world problems, motherfuckers.

As the curtain rises and Blink-182 kick off their set, it occurs to me what a colossal noise they make for a three-piece, and how Brooks Wackerman fits in seamlessly on the skins. By third track ‘Rock Show’ the pumped up audience is so absorbed in the music that Metallica seems like a distant memory. It’s hard to know whether Mark Hoppus and Tom DeLonge are still the boneheaded, dick-joke cracking frat brats they profess to be, or how much of it is just them doing what’s expected, but god damn do they put on a show.

And so, as the sky lights up, the spaghetti western theme trails off, and Metallica open up with ‘Hit the Lights’ and ‘Master of Puppets’ before closing with an epic ‘Enter Sandman’ in an absolute monster of a show, the Soundwave faithful know they’ve witnessed something special here today. AJ Maddah and co. will surely give themselves a headache trying to better this line-up next year as what just happened was pretty spectacular. Led Zeppelin and a reformed Cream, perhaps? Bring it on.

Live review: Future Music Festival, Brisbane – March 2013

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Anybody reading this will probably know by now that the Brisbane leg of Future Music Festival 2013 descended into something close to the seventh level of satanic mud hell; a washout of such magnitude that at one stage I caught myself looking at a discarded soggy pizza box and considering it a good vantage point. It’s tempting to launch into a rant about festival organisation/contingency plans/lack of shelter blah blah etc., but given a few hours to reflect since fighting off borderline hypothermia and trench foot, I realise that the day’s rain, mud, and general quagmire-related grimness are the things that are going to make Future 2013 so memorable. To my fellow festival-goers who made it through the day and came out smiling – I salute you!

I arrived at Doomben Racecourse just before 1pm, and headed to the Mariachi stage on the far side of the compound. At this point there was plenty of water on the ground and rain still falling in torrents, but no hint of the sludge-fest it would soon become. Gypsy & the Cat were just kicking off, sounding like a sight for sore ears with the always excellent ‘Bloom’ appearing early in the set to lift spirits and brighten hearts. The band’s music is perfect for a summer festival; all sunny melodies and harmonies, and it still sounded so through the deluge. ‘The Piper’s Song’ and ‘Only in December’ followed, before ‘Jona Vark’ provided a late set highlight, as singer Xavier Bacash invited the audience to sing along, which they did in spades.

Okay, I don’t want this review to turn into a weather report, but it’s safe to say that at this early stage I was soaked to my balls, as was every other person present, I’m guessing. Ellie Goulding – next up at the Mariachi stage – acknowledged the shitty situation with “thank you so much for coming to see me guys, I know how bad it is out there,” between showcasing her powerful voice (forgive me for not writing the playlist down – my notepad turned to mush and my phone was wrapped in a plastic sandwich bag) and covering several kilometres around the stage. Another fine set to lift spirits.

There are only so many times you can listen to “Brisbane: make some noizzzeeee!” or “Brisbane: put your hands up in the aaaaiiiiirrrrr!”, so Rita Ora’s crap-pop quickly became tiresome. Party and bullshit? Well – you’re half right Rita.

So, after a quick trip to the bar for the soothing nectar, it was back to the Mariachi stage to catch New York indie-rockers Fun.. Satisfyingly, they began with single ‘Some Nights’ and the energy level of frontman Nate Ruess didn’t let up from there, as the crowd bounced in unison to their quirky pop tunes. Any band that can make lyrics like “Well some nights I wish that all this could end, cause I could use some friends for a change” sound so damn cheerful and catchy are okay by me.

Weather update: still raining, beginning to shiver. Grass slowly disappearing under mud.

Azealia Banks has courted plenty of controversy recently with her alleged homophobic remarks, but it has to be said: the girl has a voice. She had gathered the biggest crowd of the day so far to her set; her voice booming across the racecourse with the easy confidence of someone who had been doing it for decades, not the young lady that she is.

One name that stood out to everybody when looking at their timetables was South Korean sensation Psy. His ‘Gangnam Style’ was one of the most talked about things of 2012, and I still can’t work out why. As I got a decent vantage point for his set I felt a small sting of shame that I was a tiny part of making this nonsensical tune more of a thing than it should be. Psy himself, is under no illusions, however. Addressing the audience before a note is played, he humbly pokes fun at his act by saying “You know me for one song only, but I’m contracted to do five, sorry,” before playing three songs (with excellent vocals on his part and a multitude of glamorous dancers), then announcing he will do ‘Gangnam Style’ twice to massive cheers and hectic dancing. I leave thinking that it’s all a bit of harmless fun and we’re all total suckers for finding something so silly even remotely entertaining. Well played, sir.

At this point I needed to get some circulation going again in my limbs, so I made the trek through the sea of deserted, muddy shoes and up to the grandstand to get some heat, food, and beer in my shivering body and send my editor a bitchy text along the lines of “Only the Stone Roses are worth this shit.”

After a deep, drunken, and borderline sexist discussion with some wasted Irish guys about the ins and outs of dating Australian women, I return to the other side of the waterlogged field once more, take in the end of A-Trak’s set, and settle in for The Temper Trap. It had taken over five and a half hours, but finally the musical heavyweights were here. Darkness had fallen, and a superb set by the London-via-Melbourne lads culminate with the ubiquitous ‘Sweet Disposition’ in the red spotlight and stage smoke glow provided the highlight of the day so far. Were they ever going to finish with any other song?

Weather update: total fucking quagmire. Can’t feel fingers. Stopped caring ages ago.

As for the highlight of the entire festival: this is the one. The Stone Roses. Now, I have to admit at this point that I’m a massive Stone Roses fanboy – from doing school exams when only ‘Waterfall’ could ease my nerves, to dancing like a monkey to the wig-out at the end of ‘I am the Resurrection’ as a drunken brat of a teenager, to breaking up with my first girlfriend and ‘She Bangs the Drums’ taking me to my happy place – like many others, the ‘Roses are practically sacred to me. Their songs have soundtracked my life, and when the unthinkable happened and they got back together, I shed a few tears of joy. At Future they played ‘I Wanna Be Adored’, ‘(Song For My) Sugar Spun Sister’, ‘Shoot You Down’, ‘Waterfall’, ‘Fool’s Gold’, ‘Made of Stone’, ‘This is the One’, ‘Love Spreads’, ‘She Bangs the Drums’, and an epic closing version of ‘I Am The Resurrection’. Ian Brown was on top form – his voice sounding much stronger than Friday night’s gig at the River Stage, and Reni and Mani proved why they are still one of the best rhythm sections around. Before I saw them, I was ready to be most impressed by the groovy stomp of Reni’s drumming, but it was the guitar work of John Squire that made me gasp the most. He is a true titan of the guitar; under his unassuming demeanour there is a monster shredder trying to get out, and I could have listened to him, and all of them, play all night. What a fucking occasion – the music world has missed them.

For me, nothing could have topped the ‘Roses, so I dragged my sorry, drowned-rat ass straight onto the train and made for home, and the safe, comforts like hot showers, dry underwear, and cold beers. Standing ankle-deep in freezing cold shit-water while being pelted sideways by a brutal watery onslaught from the heavens for eight hours (with nothing but a flimsy poncho for cover) in order to hear a few tunes is something to be proud of. To every single person who lasted the day, I say well done. Douchebags, one and all.

Record review: Edge of Red – Queen of Hearts (2012, EP)

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Maybe it is a good time for Brisbane pop-rockers Edge Of Red to make a name for themselves, with Evanescence once again riding high with their particular brand of epic, female-fronted, melodic rock. Based on the evidence of this independently-released debut, they wouldn’t sound out of place supporting a band of that calibre. It could also be argued however, that Edge Of Red’s style of music has had its day, and that day ended some time in 2003. Songs like ‘Break The Rules’ and ‘Hard To Breathe’ are respectable stabs at the genre, and the musicianship is of inarguably high quality. Lead singer Ally Marks puts everything into her vocals, and would probably sound great on a Soundwave stage, but the formulaic nature of Edge Of Red’s songs starts to grate after a couple of listens. Their sound is good, but only if you like this sort of thing. (Independent)

Record review: Tom Milek – Love & Ambition (2012, EP)

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With this reflective and melancholy debut EP, Melburnian Tom Milek has joined the ever-growing ranks of earnest young folkies telling stories of youthful anxiety. A well-worn path that may be; but Milek isn’t put off and does it better than many of his contemporaries. While the soaring strings are a little overdone at times, there are plenty of appealing vocal melodies and deft guitar touches. Milek has a gentle, almost adolescent voice that sounds best on up-tempo single ‘Vicious Curves’, and his lyrics tell brutally-honest tales of oh-so painful longing. Opener ‘Time Machine’ sees him happy to be remembering his first kiss, but by fourth track ‘Treading Water’ he’s heartbroken and seeking solace in booze. The recurrent downbeat nature of the songs make this more of a Sunday morning than a Saturday night listen, but one nevertheless infused with skill and promise. (Independent)

Record review: The New Invincibles – Hear Some Evil (2012, EP)

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Garage/punk/blues outfit The New Invincibles describe themselves as ‘one of Perth’s best live bands’. After hearing this EP – their third release since forming in 1999 – I can only conclude that this boast is a massive insult to the many fine bands from that city. The four-piece attempt to make noise like groups from the original wave of ‘60s garage, such as the 13th Floor Elevators and The Sonics, but it all feels far too contrived, and the desire to play as fast as possible strips the music of any soul or groove. Opener ‘Barnaby’ is the worst example of this; it’s three minutes of painful keyboard and guitar thrashing that goes absolutely nowhere. ‘Rubber Lovely’ and Oasis-on-speed closing track ‘Night’ have some redeemable moments despite the wailing vocals, but ultimately this EP is an excruciating listen. (Casa del Diablo Records)