Friday, April 30, 2010

Secret. Untapped. Unearthed.

So let’s try this again. I just finished my entry for today when KABLAMO! Web decides it can’t publish my post and that it is lost forever… I don’t know how, and I don’t know why but it is, so let’s try again!

Wassup?! How are we on this freaky deaky Friday? If your answer is not “Awesome captain awesome!” well read on, because it will be because today is… **anticipated gasp, no breathing, heavy air, sore chest, pains in leg** New Music Day!! **insert young child – “Yay mummy, can I have some new music on new music day?” – “No Tommy, we have your fathers record collection at home”** Guess you miss out today Tommy. Now who provides new Aussie music better than any other person you know, you don’t know and maybe even better than those that don’t exist? Triple J Unearthed that’s who. You know’em, they brought you so many bands who make your blood boil, your sweat turn to air and your teeth almost fall out from smiling so much. Grinspoon, The Middle East, Missy Higgins, Philadelphia Grand Jury and Art vs Science are just a tiny, minuscule few of those they have discovered and they continue to do so every day. While live venues around Australia close down and being heard becomes harder, Triple J Unearthed fills the void in the digital landscape and provides a tree to be climbed, an avenue to be walked, an apple crumble to eat and the glass of wine to go with it. Thank you Triple J for helping us hear what talent resides upon our shores and what untapped, undiscovered resources we have. YEOW!

Now, enough of a love-in for one day, let’s talk music. Firstly, lets kick it off with these lads from WA who just smashed onto the scene with a couple of gems a while back but I just can’t get enough of. Still super crazy young, and so energized it puts batteries to shame, Tim & Jean have got talent falling out their skin holes and music you taste with your soul. With the track Come Around they encapsulate a generation of festival going, electro individualism loving peeps who live for the music and the experience it allows them to have with those they love. Like a slurpee in the sun, or a whippee on the run, check’em out. If you likey you have to watch this cover of Dave Mathews Band’s Crash, totally out of whack with the audio and not really what you would expect from other tracks, but it kind of adds to its goodness me thinks.

Alright alright, now the gents I never tire of mentioning because they just keep giving me reason to, Boy & Bear, have wrapped up their UK tour with Laura Marling (who may I add has the most beautiful, resonating tone of which I heart) and are about to embark on their tour supporting Lisa Mitchell (also lovely, see earlier posts for appreciation) with good friends Georgia Fair. These guys have had a massive year, coming in at around 153* on triple J’s Hottest 100 (* thereabouts) and having sell out shows all year including one show in Melbourne where this amazing fan-recorded video was shot featuring Laura Marling and Marcus Mumford on their track Mexican Mavis while touring together. Check it, seriously wicked stuff. On top of all this, like a little cherry on your weat-bix sundae, these guys are just about to release their debut EP, so for details hit them up on MySpace, Facebook or even Twitter (tech Savvy Gen Y Artists dude… they got everything). And if you need more persuading, watch this beautiful cover of Bon Iver’s Flume. Love it.

Now let’s keep this train rolling, or steaming, or pouring or whatever. You may or not have heard of these guys, but either way I am sure you will not turn their song off if you hear it. I am talking of course about the awesome sounds of Deep Sea Arcade for which you should take a deep breath, buy some scuba gear or just marry a shark and get under water now to visit this mesmerising place and partake in some sweet sweet games. They can turn your dial and by your smile my friend. My favourite is the highly hyped Lonely In Your Arms as it taps my tapping tapper nicely, but this is followed closely by the lovely yet surprisingly saddening Don’t Be Sorry. On top of this, about a month ago a little birdie dropped a disc on my lap which set alight. I proceeded to shout, scream, pant, cry… until I shouted what it said on the disc… Fire! Santa Rosa, Fire!... Now if you listen to Triple J you would have heard one of two tracks me thinks but man can these guys set you and your theory alight with rockin, unique distinguished sounds that set them apart and straight up on fire. A six piece from beautiful NSW these guys and girlie whirlies are just straight up awesome so check’em out.

Blam so that be it peeps. Like a camel in the dessert, I am sweet as a nut and I am sorry for delays in posts of late, I have left my job, started a new one and just got plenty of biz biz mark going on right now so bare with me and all shall be bowling again soon. Thanks peeps and don’t forget Boy & Bear EP launch so hit them up and get on the wagon before it turns into a bus, then a plane and then a jet-ski carrying, aeroplane fuelling, car mega yacht YEOW!

Friday, April 16, 2010

Dinosaurs are alive, just Red with Hunger

It's Friday and if you translate the word Friday into Dinosaur descripto-goodness you are left with a sweet sweet treat of an explanation. Friday = New Music day, and new music day today equals a couple of amazing tracks by a couple of up and coming artists. I want to get you started with the Last Dinosaurs new track Honolulu, so sit back, maybe make a Tea and bake a croissant and just listen to this delicious track.


Now if when listening to this you didn't get that awesome little head wobble you always get when you hear something that tickles your nose, the sole of your foot, the tea leaves in your cup and makes you want to dance to scratch the itch, then perhaps I have grossly misjudged the kind of music that makes you smile. However, I highly doubt you don't have that little head wobble... if you look at yourself in the mirror right now this is what you will see. The track is just a tiny piece of evidence that not only did dinosaurs exist, they still do and they create some lovely music, all the while excluding samples of their own shreiking voices... something the makers of Jurassic Park could learn from when they make the long awaited sequel to JP3.

Now while you have that head all wobbly bobbly I think this track is a nice follow up, as it has a similar formula and in typical indie pop style the combination of unique voice and catchy, dancy guitar riff makes your music loving soul just skip from side-to-side 1950's style.


Red Riders, the Sydney bunch not to be confused with Melbournes Little Red who are also a favourite, just have a great knack for finding the kind of rhythm that makes your t-shirt want to be drenched in rockin sweat and your hair to smell of festival from the awesome bopping anticipation and allows you to enjoy each beat without actually thinking too hard about what you are listening to. So grab a partner and get bopping!

Now, after all this talking you must be hungry? Gozlem Facecake? Pancetta pyjamas? Whatever tickles your fancy, these guys will get you through the feast. Check Hungry Kids of Hungary's tracks Set It Right and Let You Down below, and I am sure you will agree the kind of meal these kids produce is one of absolute quality. I can't imagine them having many leftovers after their guests are done consuming the many intricate delicacies on offer.



Now my lovely peeps, I guess all this eating has made me sleepy, so I am going to trek down the road to my farewell drinks for work so until next time you crazy, kanoodling cadets have a great night of the nerks! I Hope. You Get A Kick Out Of This!


LOOK AT ALL THOSE CONTROLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Journey of a lifetime contained in an ipod

Where have you been???
This is a question sometimes resulting in good news, sometimes in bad. If you bought a lottery ticket, didn't claim it for weeks then all of a sudden showed up asking for them to check your numbers? Good news. If you are married but you been out with some P.Y.T like MJ provoked? Bad News. Like the bad news bears. Unlike the fuzzy wuzzy care bears.

So lately I have been working hard on building my musical knowledge. Getting to as many gigs as possible. Sleeping in many rat infested alleys in an effort to catch a glimpse of the artists creating the soundtrack to my life. Strolling through the corridors of musical wonder and ducking through the many small doorways to musical bliss, all in an effort to convince others that music is not just notes, melodies, rhythms and vibes, but more of a device allowing self to escape, stimulate and evoke.
Escape whatever it is needing to be escaped. perhaps love. lonlieness. the jungle. the mystic voyage. pancakes with too much syrup. the storm inside your brain that drives your motion filled dreams and allows no rest. . Whatever it is, music is the thoughtless catalyst of escapism. It's stimulating. Sometimes you can be walking through the park, happy as your mate Larry, or his mate Karry (she secretly loves Larry but is afraid to admit due to the resemblance in names), when all of a sudden like a Danny Green right comes the sombre, dulcet tones of Xavier Rudd with Green Spandex or Leonard Cohen with Hallelujah. Immediately, without a second thought your soul transcends it previously happy be-bop mood to a more life pondering, perplexed and self-perpetuating assumption of sadness. Don't blame it on the DJ. Just relish musics power to influence the soul without a notion, a knock on the door or even a "tweet". This is the raw power music possess like that of a lion in the wild or gorilla in the midst. Provoking evocative thought to drive you toward a feeling. A feeling of whatever the music brings to your soul. Could be anything, dependent on where the song takes you and where you take it.