Deterioration of the ear drums are just one of the many benefits of seeing a live act in the flesh. Groping and drunkenness are just some of the factors which may ward you off such a feat in human endurance and mislocated pain. Squeezing a watermelon through an aperture of a lemon would kill most humans if the lemon itself was not as supple as it needed to be in order to stretch to allow for such a magnificent feat. Pity the pain and the struggle of missing out on a set given by the rockers of choice. Make it yours.
Ethan Switch - Monday, 4 December 2006
Rain on the city streets, people splish-splashing around and heading long into each other with their umbrellas down and for the charge. Partial shock and slight dismay at the fact that Utopia Records is no more. Or at least no longer in the underground location at the foot of the escalators into the George Street cinemas.
Read the rest of Hey! We Don't Make The Yules! - Tripod - The Metro - 02/12/06 review
Ethan Switch - Sunday, 23 April 2006
Genius. Staples right through the envelope and on to pierce the corners of both tickets. For safety, for security, for making sure the little tokens keep together like all good waffles should. Woman in the vest does things the hard way, yanking them every angle, forgoing any decision to pluck out the legs.
Read the rest of Bravo - Star City Showroom - 21/04/06 review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Sunday, 25 September 2005
Kiosk are on stage first.
Kiosk sound like 80's underground noise/punk.
Read the rest of Electrelane - September 24th - @Newtown review
Ethan Switch - Monday, 29 August 2005
Dead lights on the main show off noodles and lines drawn in a Java 3D program. Off the lip of the stage is the console operator, a George Khut. Connected via a chest strap to the laptop, the man breathes in and out to quiet suggestions such as "take sips of air" and "breathe in hard." Swimming in and out and out and in, the lines represent the constrictions and relaxations of the diaphragm, as best as they can relay the information. A relaxing visual feast of nothing, the start of the Song Company's production of Drawing Breath is enough to knock out those eager for a nap.
Alex Yamakazi - Tuesday, 23 August 2005
Thanks to extensive recent press coverage we all know that Trent Reznor is a recovering alcoholic. I don't know if this was the reason that no alcoholic drinks were allowed in the Hordern, but if it was, then Trent you are a very spiteful man! I can forgive you though because you are also very talented and because I had enough time to guzzle down my drink before you came onstage... however I would have liked to have gotten drunker and you stopped me Trent... you stopped me!
Read the rest of Nine Inch Nails - Hordern Pavillion - 19th Aug review
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 5 July 2005
There is a funeral or a party for Goths out the back. Everyone's in black. Apart from one pair of legs, it's an all dour sensation as the ensemble step out one after the other. First one, then two and then a flock of seagulls.
Jimmy Weasel - Sunday, 3 April 2005
Easily flustered by traffic on the way in, all cares and woes were lost once Cake took the stage. That unmistakable guitar filter that they use filled my brain and the rest of the night I watched in more than moderate awe.
Read the rest of Cake - Enmore Theatre 01/04/2005 review
Alex Yamakazi - Friday, 4 February 2005
In 1995 The Chemical Brothers released Exit Planet Dust the album that drove the final nail into the coffin of the already ailing grunge era and turned the musical community's attentions firmly toward electronica. Exit Planet Dust was a significant album for many as at that time electronica was widely considered as a shallow and soulless genre.
Read the rest of The Chemical Brothers - 27th Jan Hordern Pavilion review
Ethan Switch - Monday, 11 October 2004
The roulette table captures money as a result of a miscalculated guess on even to show red 15. Time taken reads a full minute with half an hour to spare for the walk up the spiral of stairs and stairs to the Grand Circle level of Star City's Lyric Theatre. We Will Rock You posters cover the windows and walls, a crowd gathers too close to each other breathing about as the call for seats is made. Melbourne's showing is looping on a few of the televisions bracketed to the wall and We Will Rock You gently buzzes the air.
Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, 6 July 2004
The first band of the night that I saw was a delightful little groop by the name of Arcade. Ah, Arcade...
Do you remember all of the radio-friendly rock bands that sounded like atrocious Pearl Jam rip-offs?
Read the rest of Alone in the Crowd: Aquanox + others, Hopetoun Hotel, 06/07/2004 review
Jimmy Weasel - Tuesday, 6 July 2004
The assignment seemed straightforward. Go to the Hopetoun Hotel, rendezvous with Belvedere and review the band. Aquanox themselves had suggested we see them in some kind of live environment to best sample their musical renderings.
Read the rest of Alone in the Crowd: Aquanox + others, Hopetoun Hotel, 06/07/2004 review
Belvedere Jehosophat - Saturday, 3 July 2004
just quickly - what did you think of sonic yoof? i thought it was really good.
good enough to get a ticket to go the following night.
Belvedere Jehosophat - Saturday, 14 February 2004
Josh Homme is — seriously, now! — the most rockinest man in rock and the most sexinest in sex!
He walked on stage wearing jeans and a black muscle shirt with a cigarette dangling from his lips. After approaching the microphone he tossed the cigarette over his shoulder as if its presence suddenly bothered him - almost as if he wasn't the one who lit it and put it in his mouth in the first place. He is virility personified. I am but a wilted sunflower.
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