Exploring Australian underground with Music nerd, Art Nerd. Horror Nerd. Noise Nerd, Sporadic music blogger and co-host of The Antidote Podcast
Sounds like Sade in a K-hole. Need I say more?
Geeky garage pop involving a Keytar. Three of the band members are related so they’re kinda’ like The Partridge Family, except The Guardian have called Blank Realm the new Royal Trux……
Karina Utomo is the tuffest woman in post-hardcore-sludge-rock. “I’ll show you how it’s done, bitch.”
If you were a 15 year old Australian indie-rock kid in the early 90s and you didn’t worship Magic Dirt, you were a slime ball.
Minimalist. Moody. Brutal. Beautiful. Steve Albini sported a My Disco t-shirt when Shellac played in Melbourne recently.
Aussie larrikin who veers between haunting ballads and jagged post-punk-noise.
Australia in the 1990s was a hotbed of all-ages gigs and weirdo bands. These guys had a unique ability to both celebrate and take the piss out of hip hop. Like a thinking person’s Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Because everyone needs a little Pop in their life sometimes.
Kids in Perth, Western Australia get really bored. They end up reading loads of existential literature, moving to London and making creepy music like this.
If I’m going to listen to Metal it has to be weird and extreme. The singer in this band wears a cuckoo clock on his head.
I’m a huge fan of music’s outer realms, and Lawrence English has done a lot of for the experimental scene in Australia. His record label Room 40 is amazing.