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The Adelaide music scene: to many of you it might be little more than a touring speed bump between Melbourne and Perth but to us it's a way of life. Feast within, on all its dysfunctioning splendour, as we bring you the highly satirical, laughingly fictional and intellectually imbecile tales from our rock & roll wasteland...
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:: SUBMERGE, DOUBLE
DENIM and TIERSMAN
(Fringe Festival)
:: TORTE E MORT
(Fringe Festival)
:: THE BYZANTINES
(EP Launch) with
COSMO THUNDERCAT
(Fringe Festival)
:: BLACK CORAL, SONS
OF ZOKU, THE HOWLING
FOG, BLOOD PLASTIC
and KITCHEN WITCH
(Fringe Festival)
:: MOTHER'S CAKE,
ALITHIA, TONY
FONT SHOW and
OVERVIEW EFFECT
:: HALL OF FAME ::
:: 20TH CENTURY GRADUATES** :: ANNIE SIEGMANN :: ARTAX MISSION :: THE AVES :: AVIATOR LANE :: BASTARD SONS OF RUINATION :: THE BATTERY KIDS :: BEARDED GYPSY BAND* :: BOOSTER :: CENTRAL DELI BAND :: CHEER ADVISORY COUNCIL :: CIRCLE CLAN :: COERCE :: COOPS & THE BIRD :: CONCHILLIA :: DANVERS & GHOST KNIFE :: DEAD POPES OF THE VATICAN :: DELUSIONS OF GRANDMA :: DIRT PLAYGROUND :: DOUBLE HANDED* :: THE DUNES :: EGYPT :: ENCARTA / COLONEL KERNEL** :: FIRE! SANTA ROSA FIRE!*** :: FRIENDS :: GLASS SKIES :: GOD GOD DAMMIT DAMMIT* :: THE HONEY PIES** :: HORROR MY FRIEND* :: ISLE OF VISION :: JUNGLE CITY :: KAMIKAZE :: THE KEEPSAKES* :: THE KILLGIRLS*** :: KORAL & THE GOODBYE HORSES :: LADY STRANGELOVE** :: LEADER CHEETAH* :: LIKE LEAVES** :: LUMONICS* :: LYLA :: MAX SAVAGE & THE FALSE IDOLS*** :: MERE THEORY :: MORALS OF A MINOR* :: THE MOTIVE :: MR WEDNESDAY** :: NO THROUGH ROAD*** :: QUIET CHILD :: QUIET IN THE LAB! :: REALIST FEW :: RIDE INTO THE SUN** :: THE SEA THIEVES* :: THE SHINY BRIGHTS* :: SINCERELY, GRIZZLY*** :: SKELETONS :: SOFT WHITE MACHINE* :: SONS OF ZOKU :: SPARKSPITTER* :: SQUEAKER :: ST. MORRIS SINNERS :: STEERING BY STARS* :: SWIMMING :: TEA :: THE TIMBERS :: TONY FONT SHOW** :: TRACER :: THE TRANSATLANTICS** :: TWO SUNS :: TYGER TYGER* :: THE VILLENETTES* :: WEST THEBARTON BROTHEL PARTY :: WOLF & CUB** :: ZETA ::
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:: Fringe Festival 2012
- 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |
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11 | 12 | 13 | 14
:: Fringe Festival 2013
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6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 |
11 | 12 | 13 | 14
:: Fringe Festival 2015
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5
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[::..b&w episodes..::]
:: A Winter Wonderland
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:: In Limbo - 1 | 2 |
3
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:: B&W July 2012 - 1 | 2 |
3
| 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
[::..special features..::]
:: ARTIST INDEX ::
:: !!! :: 20TH CENTURY GRADUATES :: 20TH CENTURY GRADUATES (DUET) :: 200 MOTELS :: 4 KINGS LOUD :: 4 VOICE :: 67 SPECIAL :: 78 SAAB :: A.B. ORIGINAL :: A BASKET OF MAMMOTHS ::A.D.K.O.B. :: A RED DAWN :: AARON THOMAS :: ABBEY HOWLETT :: ABBEY HOWLETT & THE GOLDEN REALM :: ABLACKWELL :: ACID MOUNTAIN :: ACROSS THE ATLAS :: ADALITA :: ADAM PAGE :: ADELAIDE'S PIPE GUY :: ADNAAN BARAKY :: ADRIAN BELEW :: ADRIAN DEUTSCH :: AFFAIRS OF MEN :: AFI :: AFTER THE FALL :: AIRBOURNE :: ALANA JAGT :: ALARM BIRDS & THE SEA THIEVES :: ALIAS & THE JAMS :: ALITHIA :: ALL FLIGHT CREW ARE DEAD :: ALL MADE OF RUBIES :: ALL NIGHT GIRLS :: ALMA KALORAMA :: ALPEN :: ALPHA BETA FOX :: ALPHABETTE :: ALPINE :: ALUKA :: AMBUSH MARKETING :: THE AMCATS :: AMUNDSENS FLAG :: ANDREW HIGGS & THE SAND CASTLE HARUM :: ANDREW P. STREET :: ANDY BULL :: ANDY ROBERTS :: ANGEL & THE BADMAN :: ANGEL EYES :: ANGEL OLSEN :: ANGELIK :: ANGELS OF GUNG-HO :: ANGIE HART :: ANIMAL SHADOWS :: ANIMAL TRAPS :: ANNIE BASS :: ANNIE SIEGMANN :: ANNY DUFF :: ANTHONY ANT :: ANTHONY WIGNALL :: ANTONY OF THE FUTURE :: ANYA ANASTASIA :: ANYA ANASTASIA & THE BIRD WIZDOM CABARET :: ANYA MCNICOL-WINDRAM :: THE APE :: APHELION :: APPOMATTOX RUN :: ARAKEYE :: THE ARCADE FIRE :: ARCHERS :: ARCHIE :: ARCHITECTURE IN HELSINKI :: ARGUS & THE LIAR :: ARIEL PINK'S HAUNTED GRAFFITI :: ARLO COOK :: ARMOUR FOU :: ARRAY :: ART OF ESCAPE :: THE ART OF FLYING KITES :: ARTAX MISSION :: AS THE PENNY DROPS :: THE ASTEROID BELT :: THE ATLANTIC STREET BAND :: ATLASIS & AMICA :: AUBERON DANCE ACADEMY :: AUDIUM :: THE AUDREYS :: AUGUSTE :: AURA FORM :: AURORA :: THE AUTHENTIC REPLICAS :: AUXILLA :: AVANT GARDENERS :: THE AVES :: AVIATOR LANE :: AWKWARD LOVE TRIANGLE :: BABES ARE WOLVES :: BABYLON BURNING :: BAD//DREEMS :: BACHELOR OF ARTS :: BACHELORETTE :: BACK$EAT ROMEOS :: THE BAKER SUITE :: THE BAKER'S DIGEST :: BAKEWELL STREET :: BALL PARK MUSIC :: BANG! BANG! AIDS! :: BANJO JACKSON :: BANJO WEATHERALD :: BANOFFEE :: BARCODE :: THE BARON :: THE BARONS OF TANG :: BASEBALL :: THE BASKERVILLES :: BASTARD SONS OF RUINATION :: BAT FOR LASHES :: BATPISS :: BATRIDER :: THE BATTERY KIDS :: BATTLEHOUNDS :: BATTLE POPE :: BATTLES :: BEACH HOUSE :: BEANIE MY FRIEND :: BEARDED GYPSY BAND :: THE BEARDS :: THE BEASTIE BOYS :: BED WETTER :: BEDHEAD :: THE BEDROOM PHILOSOPHER & HIS AWKWARDSTRA :: THE BEERBELLY BUSKERS :: BEFORE THE AFTERMATH :: BELITTLE LEAGUE :: THE BELLE CURVE :: THE BELLRAYS :: BELOVED ELK :: BEN GEL & THE BONEYARD SAINTS :: BEN ELY'S RADIO 5 :: BEN REVI :: BEN REVI ALL-STAR REVIVAL BAND :: BETTY AIRS :: BIG BAD BARRY & THE DEAD SETS :: BIG DADDY'S DISCOTHEQUE :: BIG RICHARD INSECT :: BIG SCARY :: BIG SKY THEORY :: BIG YAWN :: BILLY BISHOP GOES TO WAR :: BILLY BOB'S BBQ JAM BAND :: BING GOES TO MONACO :: BINKY & THE BUNG MICS :: THE BIRD :: BIRD WIZDOM :: BIRTHGLOW :: BIT BY BATS :: BITCH PREFECT :: THE BITTER DARLINGS :: BITTER SWEET KICKS :: BJORK :: BLACK GOLD :: BLACK LIPS :: BLACKCHORDS :: THE BLACK AND WHITE :: BLACK CORAL :: THE BLACK DOVES :: BLACK KNIGHT :: BLAKE SABAN 3 :: BLAST RHOMBUS :: BLEEDING KNEES CLUB :: THESE BLESSED BONES :: THE BLIND HERD :: BLISTERED PALMS :: BLOOD PLASTIC :: BLOODHOUNDS ON MY TRAIL :: BLOW UP BETTY :: THE BLUEBERRIES :: BLUEJUICE :: BLUSH RESPONSE :: BOB DOWNE :: BOB LOG III :: BODY HORROR :: BOHOEFFER :: THE BON SCOTTS :: BOOSTER :: THE BORDERLAND :: BOS :: THE BOTTLEROCKETS :: BOX ELDER :: THE BOX ROCKETS :: THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE :: BRENDAWG & THE DROID :: BRIANNA MAHONEY :: BRIARS :: BRILLIG :: BRITISH INDIA :: THE BRITISH ROBOTS :: THE BRITISH ROBOTS (DUO) :: BRONZE CHARIOT :: BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE :: BROKERS :: BROTHERSISTER :: THE BROUHAHA :: BRUNATEX :: BUFFALO BOYFRIEND :: THE BUMBLEBEEZ :: BURAKA SOM SISTEMA :: BURIED FEATHER :: BURLESQUE BEAUTIES :: BURN THE ASHES :: THE BURNING SEA :: BURNING TOWER :: BURNSIDE MUMS :: BUSHIDO :: BUSTER FIDEZ :: BYE BYE MOUNTAIN :: THE BYZANTINES :: CABBAGE & KINGS :: CABIN CULTS :: CAL WILLIAMS JNR :: CALIFORNIA COUSIN :: CALLERDENIGHT :: CALLING ALL CARS :: CAM GOODALL :: CAMEROM MCTERNAN :: CAMP COPE :: CANDIDA :: CANIDAE :: CANIS VULPES :: CAPTAIN CLEANOFF :: CAPTAIN HELLFIRE & THE WRETCHED BRETHREN :: THE CAPTAINS OF INDUSTRY :: CAPTIVES :: CAR SEAT HEADREST :: CARLA LIPPIS & THE MARTIAL HEARTS :: THE CASIO BROTHERS :: CASKET CASE :: CASS McCOMBS :: CASSETTE KIDS :: CAT DOG BIRD :: CAT PARTY :: CENTAURZ :: CENTRAL DELI BAND :: CERES :: CESARE :: CHAPMAN STREET :: CHARLIE MONSOON :: CHASING PHOENIX :: CHEER ADVISORY COUNCIL :: CHERRY GRIND :: THE CHEVRON WHORES :: CHÉRIE DE KLERK :: CHILD :: CHILDREN COLLIDE :: CHRIS FINNEN :: CHORAL GRIEF :: CHVRCHES :: CIARAM GRANGER :: CIRCLE CLAN :: CIRCUS ARCADE :: THE CITRADELS :: CITRUS JAM :: CITY CALM DOWN :: CITY RIOTS :: CLAP YOUR HANDS SAY YEAH :: THE CLIQUE :: CLOUD CONTROL :: CLOUD NOTHINGS :: THE CLOWNS OF DECADENCE :: CLUE TO KALO :: COBRA :: COCK :: COERCE :: COG :: COLLARBONES :: COLLIDE/ESCAPE :: COLLIDER :: COLONEL KERNEL :: COLORBLIND :: COLOURISE :: CONCHILLIA :: CONSOLE WARRIORS :: COOKIE BAKER :: COOKIE BAKER & HER SPECIAL SECRET SPELLS :: COOL JUMPER :: COOL JUMPER & TANTIVY FAIR :: COOPS & THE BIRD :: CORPUS :: CORTEZ :: COSMO BLACK :: COSMO THUNDERCAT :: COSMO THUNDERCAT (DUO) :: COUNTERFEIT TRAITOR :: COY CARP :: CRACKWHORE :: THE CRAYON FIELDS :: CREEPERS :: CRUSTY SUITCASE BAND :: THE CRYING GAME :: CUB SCOUTS :: CURSES :: CUT COPY :: CUT OFF YOUR HANDS :: THE DAIRY BROTHERS :: DAISY BUCHANAN :: DAIYE SPA :: DALLAS FRASCA :: DALLI :: DAMN ARMS :: DAMN TERRAN :: DAMNED MEN :: DAMO SUZUKI NETWORK :: DAN DEVLIN :: DANCE TIL YOU CAN'T SAY YEAH! :: DANGER & PLASTIC :: DANGEROUS! :: DANIEL VARRICCHIO :: DANIELE VILELLA :: DANVERS :: DANVERS & GHOST KNIFE :: DAPPLED CITIES :: THE DARDANELLES :: THE DARK LIGHTS :: DAS UBBERDUNG :: DAVE PHILLIPS :: DAY RAVIES :: DAYDREAM :: THE DAYLIGHT BRAVES :: DAYSWORTH FIGHTING :: THE DEAD BELLS :: DEAD END FRIENDS :: DEAD FRENCHMEN :: DEAD JOE :: DEAD POPES OF THE VATICAN :: DEADLY ARE THE NAKED :: DEAFAULT :: DEAR PLASTIC :: DEEP SEA ARCADE :: THE DEER JOHNS :: DEERHUNTER :: DEJA :: DEJA ENTENDU :: DELIA OBST :: THE DELTA RIGGS :: DELUSIONS OF GRANDMA :: DESCRIBE ELIZA :: DESERT CROOKS :: A DEVIL AMONGST THE TAILORS :: THE DEVILROCK FOUR :: DEXTER JONES :: DIAMOND SINS :: DIANA SCALZI :: DICK DIVER :: DIE! DIE! DIE! :: DIESEL WITCH :: DIIV :: DIPLOMAT :: DIPSTONE :: DIRT PLAYGROUND :: THE DIRTY MONKS :: DIRTY WOLVES :: THE DIVINE FLUXUS :: DIZZEE RASCAL :: DJ KELE OKEREKE :: DJ SHADOW :: DJ SPOZ :: DJANGO ROWE TRIO :: DMA'S :: DOE :: DON MORRISON :: DONNARUMMA :: DOUBLE DENIM :: DOUBLE DRAGON :: DOUBLE HANDED :: DOZERS :: DRAWN FROM BEES :: THE DREAMBOATS :: DRILLER JET ARMSTRONG :: THE DRONES :: DROPLET :: DRUID FLUIDS :: DRUNK MUMS :: DUD PILLS :: DUKES OF WINDSOR :: DUMB EARTH :: DUNE RATS :: THE DUNES :: DUNGEN :: DUSTY LEE :: DUSTY LEE & THE ANGELS OF GUNG HO :: DUSTY LEE'S WASTED WANDERERS :: DZ :: DZ DEATHRAYS :: EAST END VILLAINS :: ECHO & THE BUNNYMEN :: ECHO & THE EMPRESS :: EDDY CURRENT SUPPRESSION RING :: EGYPT :: THE EL CAMINOS :: ELECTRIC WIDOWS :: THE ELEVENTH HOUR :: THE E.L.F. :: EL-P :: ELECTRIC EXILES :: ELEPHANT :: ELLEN KIBBLE :: ELVIS :: EMDEE :: EMERGENCY RULE :: EMILY DAVIS :: EMPERORS :: EMMA HORWOOD :: EMPIRE VAGABOND :: ENCARTA :: ENDLESS NAMELESS :: ENEMY OF :: ENNIS TOLA :: ENVY STREET :: ES IST SUPER :: EVEN :: EXPATRIATE :: THE EXPLODERS :: EXPLODING PLASTIC INEVITABLE :: EZRA HOPE :: FACEMEAT :: FAITH NO MORE :: FAIR MAIDEN :: THE FAK :: FAKE LAKE :: FAKE TAN :: FASCINATOR :: THE FAT SACK :: FAT TAILED ANTICHINUS :: FAVOUR THE BRAVE :: FEAR AND LOATHING :: THE FEARLESS VAMPIRE KILLERS :: FEIST :: FEMME FATALES :: FERGUS O'REGAN :: FEZ FAANANA :: FIGHTERPILOT :: A FILM FOR THE FUTURE :: FILTHY LUCRE :: THE FINISHING SCHOOL :: FINNEN & DAVIDSON :: THE FINNS :: FIRS :: FISHING WITH HENRY :: FIRE! SANTA ROSA, FIRE! :: FIST PUMP, FIST BUMP :: FISTFUL OF TROJANS :: FLEUR GREEN :: FKA TWIGS :: THE FLEEING MINDS :: THE FLOORS :: FLORENCE & THE MACHINE :: FLUME :: THE FOLKO-OH-NOES :: FONT PLAYS FONT :: FORCES :: FOREIGN/NATIONAL :: FOREST OF GNOMES :: FORMER CHILD STARS :: FOX FAEHRMANN :: FOXX ON FIRE :: FRANZ FERDINAND :: FRAUD MILLIONAIRES :: FREESTATE :: FRESH KILLS :: FRIDAY'S FOX :: FRIENDS :: FROM THE DEAD SEA :: FULL CONTACT SAFARI :: THE FUMES :: FUNK LATIN UNION :: FUNKOARS :: FUTURE FARM :: FUTURE ISLANDS :: THE FYOOGS :: GALAPAGOOSE :: GALAXY CAT :: GALLEON :: GAVIN DE ALMEIDA :: GAY PARIS :: THE GELS :: GEMINI DOWNS :: GENERATION SWINE :: GEORDIE LITTLE :: GERMEIN SISTERS :: GG ALAN BINDIG :: GHOST WALK :: GHOUL :: GHYTI :: GHYTI (DUO) :: GHYTI & THE PHILANTHROPIC ORCHESTRA :: GINFOX VS HELLO NEWMAN :: GIRL TALK :: THE GIVEAWAYS :: GLASS :: GLASS DUNES :: GLASS SKIES :: GLASS TOWERS :: GLISK :: GNARLS BARKLEY :: GOD GOD DAMMIT DAMMIT :: GOD GOD DAMMIT DAMMIT (Lounge Set) :: GOLD BLOOM :: THE GOOD CHINA :: GOOD BOY :: GOON WIZARRD :: GOTYE :: GRACE GOODFELLOW :: GRAFTON PRIMARY :: THE GRAND RAPIDS :: THE GRATES :: GRAVEYARD TRAIN :: THE GREETING METHOD :: GRENADIERS :: GREY DATURAS :: GRIMES :: GRIMEY :: GROOVE ARMADA :: GROUND COMPONENTS :: THE GROWL :: GUILLAUME SOLO ACOUSTIC :: GUINEAFOWL :: GUN IT :: GÜNTER & THE SAFEWORD :: GYRO :: HAIM :: HAL BIRD :: HALCYON DRIVE :: HALFWAY TO FORTH :: THE HAPPY ENDINGS :: HAPPY SOMETIMES :: HAR MAR SUPERSTAR :: THE HARD ACHES :: HARMLESS HUNTER :: HARMONY :: HARRY FREEMAN :: HARTS :: HAWKS OF ALBA :: HAYSTACKS CALHOON :: HEATH WEBER :: HEKYL :: HELLO, LOVER :: HELLO NEWMAN :: HELMET :: HESTON DROP :: HEY FEVER :: HEY LADY! :: HI, I'M RECLUSIVE AUTHOR THOMAS PYNCHON :: HIGH STAKES :: HIGH TENSION :: HIGH VIOLET :: HIGHTIME :: HILLS & TRAINS :: HIT THE JACKPOT :: THE HOLD STEADY :: THE HOLIDAYS :: HOLOGRAPHIC CHARIZARD :: HOLOGRAPHIC COLTS :: HOLY FUCK :: HOLY HOLY :: THE HOLY SEA :: HOLY SERPENT :: HOME FOR THE DEF :: THE HONEY PIES :: HORROR MY FRIEND :: HOSPITAL THE MUSICAL :: HOT WINGS :: HOUSE OF JADE :: HOWL AT THE MOON :: HOWL 'N BONES :: HOWLING BELLS :: THE HOWLING FOG :: HUMBLE BEE :: HUMMINGBIRD :: HUNGRY KIDS OF HUNGARY :: THE HUNTED CROWS :: HURRICANE JANE :: HURRICANES :: THE HUSHES :: HUXLEY :: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT WEEZER :: I HEART HIROSHIMA :: I, A MAN :: ICE ON MERCURY :: ID :: IGGY POP & THE STOOGES :: IIAH :: ILLICIT EVE :: IMMIGRANT UNION :: IMOGEN BRAVE :: IMPARTIAL :: THE IMPOSSIBLE QUICHE :: THE INCHES :: INDIAGO :: INSTITUT POLAIRE :: INTERCOOLER :: INTERNATIONAL HOUSE OF MOJO :: THE INTERNET :: INTERPOL :: INTERZONE EXPRESS :: INTROVERT :: INUETTE :: INWOODS :: IRAAN SANADZADEH :: IRIDIUM :: IRIE KNIGHTS :: THE IRRESPONSIBLES :: ISLE OF CAPRI :: ISLE OF VISION :: IT'S A HOAX :: IT'S A HOAX (INSTRUMENTAL) :: IT'S WARSAW :: IVORY :: J-LO BIAFRA :: J-WAH :: JACK LONDON :: JACKSON FIREBIRD :: JAMES PARRY :: JANE'S ADDICTION :: JAPAM :: JAPANDROIDS :: JAPANTHER :: JARVIS :: JARVIS COCKER :: JASON SIMON (DEAD MEADOW) :: JAY WALKER AND THE PEDESTRIANS :: JAYNE-ANNE POWER :: JEFF MARTIN & TEREPAI RICHMOND :: JESS KENT :: JESS PORTER :: JESSE DAVIDSON :: JESSE FRANCIS :: JESUS CHRIST POSSE :: THE JEZABELS :: JIKA :: JIMMY & THE MIRRORS :: JIMMY EAT WORLD :: JIMMY MARIN :: JIMMY MOUNTAIN :: JOE MCKEE :: JOEL STERN :: JOEL STERN, CURED PINK & TIMOTHY TATE :: THE JOHN STEEL SINGERS :: JON ADDAMS :: JON MARCO :: JON MORTIMER :: JONNY BLIZZARD :: JORDAN TITO :: JOSH CALLIGEROS :: JOURNEY WELL SPACE WIZARD :: JOY & SPARKS :: JP COE & THE DELEGATES :: JUDGE MENTAL :: JUMP! YOU REVOLUTIONARY :: JUNGLE CITY :: JUNGLEMIRE :: JUPITER :: JUPITER (DUO) :: JUPITER LEAD :: KAB SAVVY :: KAHL WALLIS :: KAMIKAZE :: KAMIKAZE TRIO :: KANGAROO SKULL :: KARL MELVIN :: KASABIAN :: KASAVETT :: KATE VIGO & THE UNDERGROUND ORCHESTRA :: KAURNA CRONIN :: KAZKARIV :: THE KEEPSAKES :: KELLIE LLOYD :: KELLY MENHENNETT :: KELSHY :: THE KEMP BROTHERS :: KHAN :: KID SAM :: KIDS IN CULTS :: KIDS WITH TEETH :: KIKUYU :: THE KILL DEVIL HILLS :: KILLER BIRDS :: THE KILLBOT FACTORY :: THE KILLGIRLS :: KING DADDY :: KING GIZZARD & THE LIZARD WIZARD :: KING KRILL :: KING KRULE :: KING OF THE NORTH :: KINGSTON DOWNES :: KINGSWOOD :: KINS :: KIRK SPECIAL :: KIRK WATT :: KITCHEN WITCH :: KITTEN KONG :: KITTYHAWK :: KOI CHILD :: KORAL :: KORAL & THE GOODBYE HORSES :: KRIS WANDERS :: KRISTINA MILTIADOU :: KURT VILE :: KYLIE BRICE TRIO :: KYRI :: KYTES OF OMAR :: LA FEMME LE FEVER :: LADY GUNG-HO & THE ANGELS OF STRANGELOVE :: LADY STRANGELOVE :: THE LADYBEATLES :: LADYHAWKE :: LAHARA :: LANCE LAZER & TALIBAND :: LARSEN :: LAST DAYS OF KALI :: LAST DINOSAURS :: THE LAST SUPPER :: LATE NIGHT MATINEE :: LATER THAT NIGHT :: LAURA HILL :: LAURA IMBRUGLIA :: LAW & DISORDER :: LAZARO'S DOG :: LC3'S :: LEADER CHEETAH :: LEFT :: LEGENDS OF MOTORSPORT :: LEIGHSTARDUST :: THE LEITMOTIF :: LEITMOTIV LIMBO :: LE GATEAU CHOCOLAT :: LEMURIAN :: LENIN MCCARTHY :: LEO :: LEAPING FELIX :: LES SAVY FAV :: THE LEVITATORS :: LIFE IN LETTERS :: LIGHTS :: LIKE KITES :: LIKE LEAVES :: LIL VALENTINE :: LILY MOJITO :: LILLY SIM :: LILLYS RADIO :: LINE HONOURS :: LIPSMACK :: LITTLE BRIDGET :: LITTLE CAPTAIN :: LITTLE DRAGON :: LITTLE ICE AGE :: LITTLE PRINCE :: LITTLE TWO EYES :: THE LIZARDS :: LO! 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:: Thursday, June 09, 2011

YOU'RE GOING TO THE WRONG SHOWS!
"MONSTER MONSTER II" @ FORMAT / Saturday June 4th 2011

Aaaah Stan Mahoney, just where would our piss-stained city of Adelaide be without Stan Mahoney!? And before you ask the inevitable follow up question... "no wait? who the fuck IS this arseclown and why should we give a rat's arse about him!?", the WHO part really isn't all that important but here's a photo to catch you up to speed anyways... (HA HA HA I know riiight?), as much as I readily admit attempting to unravel that mystery ALONE would make for quite the "entertaining read": all beardly bespectacled and bedraggled? looking equal parts academic, intellectual, borderline unemployable and molotov swigging revolutionary? One who'd be just as likely to invent a "cold fusion reactor" that'd solve all the world's energy needs using naught but the rubberband innards of a tennisball, gaffertape and a busted up 50's microwave that could double as the spiritual successor to the ipad (no really, tell me I'm wrong!) as he'd surely knife you in the ribs, swipe all your organs to pay off his debts, pilot a fully functioning TARDIS, or run a meth amphetamines lab from out of his toilet? Or yeaaah perhaps it's just the glasses!? hmmm. No it's more the WHAT he's accomplished for the Adelaide scene lo these many years now... AND HOW!! Unleashing all manner of makeshift parties, gigs, events and shitcrazy shindigs around town neatly encapsulated in that one mocking turn of phrase he almost always adopts (sometimes even without words) whenever we cross paths "Spoz, you're going to the WRONG shows!", like he's chastising a wayward child with a learning difficulty. Because clearly all the RIGHT shows he's referring to are ones he hosts here at Format, and don't we ALL just know it! AND WHERE THE FUUUCK HAVE I BEEN!? well obviously NOT here at his a-grade enclave for arty-farty eclectism THAT'S WHAT!! especially not when it's been almost a year since I'd last attended and it's taken me THIS LONG to realise just how lax I've been!? DUUUDE WHAT THE FUCK'VE I BEEN DOING IN ALL THIS TIME? BLOWING BUBBLES FROM OUTTA MY ARSE!? FUUUCK!!



Yup for those of you not already in the "know"? (and it's probably best you don't admit that shit in public) Stan Mahoney is one of the select few "mad geniuses" behind Format: an artist run co-op situated here on 15 Peel Street in the CBD devoted to the more wilfully "esoteric" avant extremes (don't say hipster... DON'T SAY HIPSTER!!) of not only the Adelaide scene, but pretty much any other associated "music" scene in Australia (or around the world) from which they can import their shit hot post math/chillstep/crunkwave from (ie: think anywhere from Shibuya Japan, Williamsburg Brooklyn to Fitzroy Melbourne... complete with spastic side fringes, neck beards, macbook pros and detuned glockenspiels) that no one outside of Pitchfork, Mess+Noise or Five Thousand has heard of before, or WILL ever hear about... when they ultimately break up six weeks later once NME gets hold of them (only to form an even more utterly incomprehensible "side project" with another band you've never heard of before thrashing nothing but C64 chiptunes fed through a thousand effects pedals while someone in a kaftan pisses through a sieve). But trust me it's the MADDEST shit you'll NEVER hear anywhere else in Adelaide... save for the odd night they lose their way and end up at The Metro or the Jade Monkey instead (*cough* sellouts!) and YES it's an absolute embarassment that I continue to snub all THIS by covering other "grossly inferior" gigs in Adelaide instead. I MEAN WHAT THE FUUUCK AM I THINKING!? hitting up all these single, EP and album launches? all these interstate tours and opening night parties and writing up five star rave reviews? Yes I know! I hang my head in shame! I'm so very very sorry! I have failed you as a "music blog" again and again in foolishly featuring shit you might actually like instead of belittling you for your gross indifference to shit you'd never even hope to relate to... unless you've got a chronic vitamin D deficiency, a strictly vegan/cannabis diet, a lifetime subscription to Vice Magazine and a slavish devotion to following Philosoraptor 4chan memes... BUT NOT TONIGHT!! HA HA HA FUCK NO!! You're gonna kick yourself retarded for missing out on THIS!! this party of the decade! or perhaps just this minute; we haven't quite decided yet... BUT WOWEEE ARE YOU GONNA BLOW YOUR NIPS OUT TO THIS!! Because this right here maaan? or perhaps downstairs from here in the basement below is gonna be the start (or likely after I've written it up and made it all "mainstream", the end) of something HUUUGE!!



And yes I know that sounded a tad too snarky to downright psychotic of me just now; I apologise! Because yes I DO take the piss out of this "hipster mentality" waaay too often (read: all the time) it's a silly misguided prejudice of mine (as much as I've had some bad experiences to warrant it) and I'm dealing with it... as much as all that clearly has nothing NOTHING to do with me being here at Format tonight. HA HA HA FUCK NOOOO NOT AT ALL!! *ahem*. Nope, contrary to what you might be thinking? I'm geniunely looking forward to this night. And not just because live shows at Format are often the talk of legend (and I should know, I'm the one who frequently does the "talking") but also because it provides a refreshing change from the same 'ol "hamster wheel routine" I run week in/week out for this blog. I mean TELL me you haven't seen it all before? from Jade Monkey, Jive to The Ed Castle, Producers Bar and every other venue all too frequented in between and then longnecks at Supermild blah-di-blah FUCKING blah with the same 'ol live stages and stage lighting, and "whoop-di-fucking-do Format's got a red stage curtain and a checkered dancefloor"!? like how FUCKING original! LIKE WE HAVEN'T BLOGGED ABOUT THAT ALREADY A BILLION TIMES BEFORE...



Or woweee here's ANOTHER stack of music equipment idling about before a show!? NO REALLY!! ARE YOU AS "EXCITED" AS I AM RIGHT NOW!? AAAAHaHAhAhAHA WOOOO *ahem* except no wait? something IS a bit different here! And then you start to appreciate that as an "artist run co-op" perhaps these guys are about as bored shitless with the same old routine as I am, and then you start to appreciate all the little things they've thrown into the mix to keep things "eclectic". I mean suuure THIS might just be another "hipster cliche" in a macbook pro propped on a desk, a stack of effects units and drumpads and blah-blah-whatever-the-fuck "yeaaah I bet they're running Ableton Live off that shit" blah... but it still kinda beats watching yet another four piece band setup riiight?



Just like this isn't just ANOTHER live venue: it's a "live venue" that has burst forth from a disused basement that used to belong to a St Vinnies (noooo shit!) now festooned with found furniture and slowly filling up with art freaks... and wait, what the FUCK is that glowing shit in the background!?



And speaking of "glowing shit in the background" that for the longest time you could've sworn was a badly warped redbull sign (DAMN YOU MASS MARKETING, POISONING MY MIND!!) until you realise it's actually meant to be a dog; like possibly a labrador/golden retriever of some kind!? awwww! (no really, can you half tell I've arrived much too early for this gig? before 9, that was advertised to start at 9:15 according to their facebook page but will end up being more like 9:45PM and I'm just killing time here!? GUH!!) no really YOU tell me: how many other live venues in Adelaide short of maybe the Jade Monkey and The Grace Emily have batcrap eclectic insanity as inspiring as THIS!?



Like this spastically a-grade sculpture towering over Pat Lockwood from Box Elder by the merch desk (stifling a studied yawn?) the very embodiment of "beer goggles" run riot!? HELL YEAH BABY!!



(and I swear I recognise her from somewhere too... hmmm!?)



Or these three plastic dinosaurs and one rhinoceros!? forming a "conspiratorial huddle" in the zine shop upstairs (I know! that Pachycephalosaurus to the right is SO giving me the "stink eye" too!).



Or this handwritten missive blown up to poster size, plastered on the wall behind the bar comparing the relative merits of listening to Sonic Youth's "Goo" to Wham!'s "Fantastic" on cassette tape and yes I know there is an obvious "hipster" joke I could've made about this shit but naaah too easy...



And as for whatever the head exploding fuck and a half is happening upstairs? here in the "Fauso Coppi Space": so named after the "world's greatest cyclist" (or at least that's what I think it's still called? ummm anyone!?) tonight and for the past week or so, in fact it's the very reason WHY this show's happening in the first place to riotously celebrate its closing night!? yeaaah fuck it we'll get back to that one... but no really don't you wish you're HERE tripping balls to this shit!? FUUUCK!! WHY HAS IT BEEN ALMOST A YEAR SINCE I SUPPED SUCH PSYCHOTROPIC SPLENDOUR? WHYYY!?



GLISK (**1/2) - Which FINALLY brings us to our opening act who've just got their shit sorted downstairs (or perhaps they're just waiting for their itunes to update!?) but before I DO apply the proverbial "blowtorch" to them and the million and one pisstakes that will surely follow at their expense AAAAHAHahAhaHAhA *ahem* or perhaps even in lieu of it? as this IS their first ever live show "indoors" after they debuted outdoors at a Sunday afternoon house party a few months back; in fact I might've even been invited to it (but yeaaah HA HA HA how obnoxious would've it been if I showed up with a camera in hand and wrote a review on it?) and thus PERHAPS I should go "easy" on them!? I will recommend you do one thing FIRST. Go to this website (it's their bandcamp) and download their debut EP; and don't worry it won't cost you a dime and yes you will totally thank me afterwards... because THAT I swear is every reason (short of all the batshit insanity above) for why I'm here tonight; it truly is a thing of sublime beauty! as much as I suspect all this in front of me now... couldn't possibly compare to that, and the reason why? is because THIS is the quintessential "studio project", and it shows. Not just in the everything shy of a kitchen sink in clusterfuck gizmos they have exploding about them, but in just how uncomfortable they are on a live stage trying to hide behind it in making a "performance" out of it. But hey it's early days yet and they DO have a lot going for them. Yup this is Glisk. Formed between Mike Radz (formerly Aviator Lane) and Anny Duff (formerly Bing Goes To Monaco) they've already got that esteemed "Adelaide scene pedigree" in their favour. They've already been played on Triple J numerous times both during both Home & Hosed and been given airplay during the day as a featured Unearthed artist so they've got all the requisite "buzz". And they've got the right "sound" too, just about perfect for this time of year: equal parts glacial, ethereal and gossamer thin woven in it's bittersweet beauty and human frailty; or think the softest, most effeminate, lightly dappled snowflake twinkle mix of The Postal Service, School Of Seven Bells and M83 as forged by awkwardly shy forest critters fresh out of a Beatrix Potter novel (awwww how cute!). But again I'm giving due praise to the RECORD here and if you still haven't downloaded THAT yet, pfft... no seriously? WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!! Because live? yeaaah how do we put it delicately!? *ahem*. On the one hand there's Anny Duff: barely uttering audible squeaks into her microphone (or perhaps it wasn't switched on... I mean she was pointing at it and frowning!?) like a tiny bird burying her head in her feathers doing her utmost to become all but invisible on stage (and near abouts succeeding too!). On the other hand there's Mike Radz: bopping up and down like a spastically overgrown bobblehead toy, mad pinging, tweaking knobs, dials, whatever-the-fuck on his dizzying electronic array wooping it up retarded and unleashing a ridiculous "industrial" barrage to introduce most of not all of their songs only to barely sing above that of a wet blanket himself. To his credit though? he DOES warm up the crowd with some hilarious one-liners: like when he introduces the band "it's so good to be here, with you, in this basement" with just a hint of creepy innuendo, or when he points out that yes he's "sweating like a fat man in a jumper" only for someone in the crowd to heckle back at him "yeaaah? well take your shit off!". So it is quite entertaining on a purely comedic level but you ALSO feel for Anny Duff looking for all the world like she wants to curl up in a ball and die. Which is made all the more hilarious and/or heartbreaking (depending on where you look) when in closing their set: Mike Radz drops a Top-40 R&B cheese whatever-the-fuck over his laptop, leaps into the crowd and challenges everyone to a dance off. So in short: Glisk are a "work in progress". You'll want the record now, you'll want it bad and you don't even know it yet! (hell I'd even go a whole album already) but as for seeing them live? yeaaah maybe it's best to give them a few more months... this "dish" ain't quite ready yet.












COLLARBONES (****1/2) - Which then brings us to our second act... who being a two piece electronica act as well: made me think that maybe we'd expect more of the exact "results" here (crud!) except as it turns out they faired a bit better, like a thousand times better, no more than that maaan they fucken killed it! Which was somewhat of a shock to me initially as this isn't the FIRST time I'd ever seen them live: that was back at The Ed Castle headlining "Plus One" in March playing to a room of maybe... oh I dunno? eight people (including me and the mixer!? HA HA HA AAAWESOME!!) and yeaaah I was kinda expecting we'd get a similar "comedy routine" to Glisk in following them tonight *cough* (but again download their EP, it's awesome!). And the reason why? well it isn't necessarily because I think this band blows an A-Z in animal hindquarters in crimes against nature, pfft... what? why would you think that!? NOOOO!! I'll have you know that I have an open mind to ALL music of quality, quirk and character. I even downloaded "Beaman Park" middle of last year, totally spun it more than once, it's ummm *cough* you know... it's alright. It's more that I took one look at their laptop, their drum machines, tweakers, the fact they don't have a live drummer and I thought "OH MAAAN THEY'RE SO GONNA GET SCREWED!!" because I just KNOW as an "electronica act"? no venue in Adelaide is ever gonna crank those beats loud enough, it's gonna sound like wet noodles slapping into cardboard and all the energy is gonna piss out of the room! And I've seen it happen countless times before with say... Radio Spectacular!!!, Sincerely, Grizzly (back before their drummer got his live kit). It screwed over Femme Fatales when THEIR drummer ditched them for that gig in 2009 supporting The Killgirls at Queen's Theatre and left them with beatloops that sounded about as punchy as a ringtone. It's shit I know all too well from personal experience as a two piece electronica act myself: two laptops, not all too dissimilar to Collarbones here back in 2000-2005. It makes mixers paranoid as fuck, they frequently drop your beats down to half the volume of a live kit; it's something to do with all these bastardarse frequencies being blasted in your signal output: shit in the high end, shit below 80Hz and that it apparently blows the fuck outta speakers; it's the reason crowds all too often ditch you in droves laughing at how piss poor you are for not "bringing da noise"... the point being; tonight? HA HA HA duuude there was NONE OF THAT CRAP!! Our house mixer here: Pat Lockwood from Box Elder? simply couldn't care less about the "rules" maaan: he just let those beats rip so obscenely fuck off loud and shredding into the red? it was like being bitchslapped in the face and breakdanced all over by Optimus Prime, like you're being skull raped by a jackhammer the size of a skyscraper, and... oh yeaaah it made ALL THE DIFFERENCE IN THE WORLD!! I just couldn't get enough of it! The crowd rapidly packing the basement out to the ceiling totally lost their minds to it! Collarbones maaan... whodathunkit!? And what sounded like such hipster drivel at The Ed Castle back in March, suddenly snapped into crystal clarity. It all made perfect sense, BUT OF COURSE!! That crass combination of Aphex Twin, Flying Lotus, Marcus Whale's cheesy (seemingly autotune busted?) barbershop R&B style vocals, and how they'd be all but torn limb from limb by Travis Cook's teeth shattering schizoid percussion and yet simultaneously kept in an eerie staccato state of "ear candy" equilibrium? GENIUS!! But more so than that? unlike our opening act who had much of the same loud mix but looked very much like a "fish out of water" (oh pfft... they'll get there eventually!) Collarbones were well and truly in their "element" tonight. Living it up with their "home team" advantage (apparently they almost always pack out shows at Format... go figure?). Marcus running amock on and off the stage like a spastic rubberband bumping and grinding up against audience members dancing and climbing the walls. Travis with his ridiculous oversized crucifix swinging wildly and his shit eating grin doing everything just shy of sabotage all of their songs in a shitstorm of shredded carnage. Trading in-jokes and anecdotes with the audience, playfully bickering amongst themselves like an old married couple between songs. It was both the music slapping us loud and lewd and the fact they're such wacky cartoon characters in larger than life stage presence that won me over... but it wasn't just me, they had this whole room in the palm of their hand from start to finish. Collarbones!? NOW I get this!















But of course, quite like Glisk before them (who clearly stole that shit off Collarbones... as much as Mike Radz arguably made it his own shit by mad rocking the FUCK out of it) they weren't done with us when the final song of theirs faded. Nope, repeating the exact same "audience invasion" tactic they pulled back at The Ed Castle (only admittedly on a somewhat larger and less "embarassing" scale tonight) they dropped some whacktastic R&B whatever-the-fuck slam jam on their laptop in "encore" and let loose like spastic rubberbands dancing in the crowd; the same crowd who as you'd might expect totally lost their shit to it (and ooooh no, I so ain't rolling my eyes at this AT ALL!!) at which point? yeaaah screw it... I hit the merch stand, bought their album "Iconography", and I dare say I've been enjoyed the mad hell out of it since. I mean suuure they're just the kind of hipster retards who cover Justin Bieber: not in irony but with the utmost of reverence. The same that has Marcus singing lyrics from J-Lo's "Jenny From The Block" to their song "Beaman Park" here tonight (oh you bet they did!). And yes normally this WOULD elicit some kind of violent allergic response and a littany of expletives from me knowing I'd somehow become a mockery of that hand written missive on Wham! from behind the bar in so many words in giving it such undue praise. But gosh darn it when the beats are THAT loud, lewd and abrasive? these dorks somehow make it all work!



And before you ask: no that Justin Bieber cover isn't on the album AND THANK FUCK FOR THAT!!



GHOUL (*****) - Which then brings us to our headlining act: one which I'd heard absolutely nothing about, NOTHING. In fact I was half tempted to simply fuck off to the bar and drink it all dry (as I was still "dangerously" sober at this point) instead of seeing them perform live; suspecting maybe just maybe we totally "fluked it" with Collarbones just now and it was all gonna be downhill from here... I MEAN C'MON WHAT KINDA FUCKED UP NAME IS "GHOUL"!? Have hipster bands simply run out of pissy Canadian provinces, woodland critters and administrative terms to call themselves now!? like say... "Saskatchewan Polecat Oligarchy" whatever-the-fuck? and now they're resorting to mythological beasts spring from an AD&D Monster Manual!? HA HA HA, I KNOW!! I'll totally call my next band "Homunculus", "Type IV Demon", "Clay Golem" or "Kobold" and perform nothing but banjo/melodica/gameboy crunk covers of R Kelly's "Trapped In The Closet" and "Piss On You" (no wait, wasn't that Dave Chappelle!? aaaah fuck it we'll do that anyways!) dressed like merchant sailors from the 19th Century wearing Indian headdress while someone smears us head to toe in peanut butter and... and... AAAAHAHAhAhahAHAhahAHA!! *ahem* yeaaah I know, it's my problem and I'm dealing with it! But still, before I could even think to do ANY of that shit? THIS band then walks on stage, starts playing, and well and truly rocks THE SHIT OUTTA SHIT, AND THEN SOME!! (duuude you have no idea!) so much so I've totally been pooping out nothing but air pockets for the past three to six days utterly bereft of "shit" to shit, grinning ear to ear; and may continue to do so for another three to six weeks hence... no seriously, THAT'S how unbelievably a-grade FUCK OFF apocalyptically insane they were! Or maybe I'm just exaggerating a little? but noooo they were GOOOD!! And as much as I am gonna struggle to find the words to explain why? (and you probably just had to be there to understand) I'll try my best in following. Ghoul from Sydney are a four piece band (missing one bassplayer Pavle Vizintin who's currently holidaying with his girlfriend in Chile) who bridge the uneasy divide between electronica and indie rock eclecticism, and what makes them SO worthy of all manner of near retarded "superlative praise" (oh maaan I'm so gonna get crap for this aren't I?) ain't so much that they combine guitars, drums, synths and syncopated drumloops WITHOUT coming off sounding like yet another dickhead indie disco act (no mean feat mind you!), or conversely a painfully introspective math-wank collective buried under a wall of guitar fuzz and ipad backing tracks. Nope it all starts with a voice... lead singer Ivan Vizintin's odd jazz inflected croon to be exact (sounding like an improbable combination of Jeff Buckley meets Kermit The Frog meets Louis Armstrong). And how it blends ever so seamlessly and soulfully with synths, Anthony Warwick's guitar and gizmos and Andrew Hannaford's drumming to create this ultra kinetic, tribal clicking, body popping, mad infectious "smooth groove" that you simply CAN'T stand still to and given five minutes or more? you're just about guarenteed to dance like a spastic to: no wank, arty farty fashion pretense or "wink wink" irony here, just animal instinct itself making you pop and lock in a free-for-all musical "love-in" that's uniting all four walls and the floor of this basement as one. Or in other words? picture the best bits of TV On The Radio's "Dear Science," meets Radiohead's "In Rainbows" meets the rhythms of Fuck Buttons and My Disco; only twice as slinky performed by a band lost in a seance to a crowd who simply can't get enough of it. In fact the band even made mention of this, grins all round, saying it's the most "punk" venue they'd ever played, to the best reception they'd gotten all tour when Ivan jokingly quipped: "in Sydney people would simply stand at the back of the room arms folded, in Melbourne everyone would be too cool to attend", while here at Format everyone begged them to do an encore!? Yup! at which point they bust out a cover of a cover: with Ivan doing an a cappella take of Jeff Buckley's rendition of Nina Simone's "Be My Husband", spontaneously accompanied by handclaps erupting from the crowd, that then added its own off-beat snaps!? duuude it was fucking mindblowing! Ghoul, what more can I say!? No matter what your taste in music: enjoying THIS was simply universal and live performance at its finest!















12:17AM - And so... suitably fired up by what I'd just witnessed here and mere moments after that last handclap accompaniment dropped (only to be drowned out by and even louder and more enthusiastic burst of applause?) I quickly made my way through the crowd, almost frantic to make my way to the back of the room and the merch desk in time, half expecting a mad stampede to follow, and all so I could grab a copy of their Mini-LP, Maxi-EP whatever-the-fuck "Dunks" *PHEW*. Only instead of a feeding frenzy? I'm met by two peeps at the merch desk half asleep blinking at my wild bug-eyed request and the "chirping of crickets" (hmmm yup turns out all you people in the know much preferred their older Mini-LP "Mouthful Of Gold" to their newer stuff!? pfft... WHAT!?), followed by a gaudy explosion of R&B/crunk/80's esoteric whatever-the-fuck signalling the arrival of DJ Sex Pest filling up a dancefloor behind me all giggling in hysterics and... yeaaah I'm suddenly way too sober to be dealing with ANY of this shit huh? and the sooner I resolve that, the better!



12:35AM - And so... even more frantically I made haste to the bar (yeaaah now that's getting my priorities straight!) but not before snagging me one of those Ghoul "Mini-LP" whatchamacallits anyways, only to realise just after buying up that and Collarbones tonight? I'd effectively blown $35 of my beer budget on shit it wasn't originally intended for... namely beer. But then I remembered longnecks were only $9 here. SCHWEEEET!! And so suitably satiated (and soon to be nowhere near as sober... thank fuck!) I figured I'd finally catch up on that loose plot thread from before: namely what the FUCK was going on in that gallery upstairs, and heeere it is at last: Monster Monster II!!



And before you ask? no I don't have the first foggiest clue what it's meant to be either!? Save for the fact it's a sequel of sorts to "Monster Monster" held back in February during Fringe Festival as part of their Format Festival: it's been happening for the past week or so now, it's a collaborative venture; possibly even an open invite to anyone who wants to be involved (as they might see fit in "creating it") and I think... and I might just be going out on a limb here? it's some kind of "art"!?



Although clearly I'm no authority on the "matter" but I dare say it's awesome to drink alcohol to.



Just like I don't even know where to BEGIN with this decorative dog turd made of wool/tropical bird combo. And having finished four years of a visual arts degree? really doesn't help me much either.



But this? NOW THIS is truly something else! and it's like ummm... what? some kinda super freaky kung-fu (or is that Japanese?) dildonic "whistle flute" action figure extraordinaire WITH TASSLES!? HA HA HA SHIT YEAAAH DUUUDE!! no seriously! I mean don't even know what the hell it's meant to be save for the stupidly OBVIOUS of course (it's about the Chinese occupation of Tibet riiight!?) but it's definitely eye catching isn't it? except no wait... it's still missing that little "extra". Hmmm?



Nooo Tom Capogreco, that's not quite it... it's close though! and you've made a bold choice and I like where you've gone with it, I respect that! In fact I'm almost tempted to go lick every other exhibit in this room; no really! totally genius plan! if it wasn't simply derivative of what you've done here, and yeaaah... *cough* perhaps I should seek out that second longneck now. $9? excellent!



1:13AM - But as it turned out I never parted with that $9, someone shouted me one. Better yet when I came to collect it at the bar? I was then challenged to a "friendly wager" by the bartender. My task was simple: all I had to do was scull that longneck in front of me in one continuous gulp right to the very end without pause for breath, I had nothing to lose if I failed, but if I succeeded? I'd win TWO free longnecks of beer on top of the one I'd just downed. I mean duuude, seriously? HOW COULD I POSSIBLY REFUSE!? And so, like the mad bastard that I am, I started chugging it down with victory squarely in my sights, only for doubt to slowly creep in around the 2/3rds mark: along with all manner excess gas, foam and swirling dregs; all of it all but threatening to piss out of my eyes, ears and nose as my stomach filled up well past its capacity to contain it (when it dawned on me that perhaps accepting this longneck challenge so soon after I finished the first one wasn't the wisest move). And then just 5cm shy of my target? (that's 2 inches in the imperial scale) yup I'd been defeated *FUCK*. And so close yet so far, bested fair and square, I left the bar...



1:24AM - Still it wasn't a total bust: I DID score this sweet "consolation prize". And believe me I took all the time in the world, and this comfy couch to sit on, to enjoy it too... aaaah and let that be a lesson to you all! Except no wait, how exactly is that a "lesson" on anything? eh pfft I forget!



1:30AM - Of course all that needless depravity did help me on one count however... in gently nudging my brain slightly past that "invisible divide" between the point where I'm nothing if not sensible in the subjects I choose to ever so meticulously photograph and document for this blog (all examples to the contrary tonight clearly notwithstanding *ahem*) and the point where I am at NOW: where pretty much anything stupidly profane, inane and insane is "open season" for me to machine gun to within an inch of its life laughing myself retarded because everything I shoot is freaking hilarious, HILARIOUS!! (and yes it's also where 99% of all the fuglyarse photos we'll ever get tagged in on facebook will invariably happen... and aren't we so thankful for them too!?). Like Travis Cook here and his spastically oversized novelty crucifix, which I'm told he apparently got at an op shop for the bargain price of $2 (no wait, did I hear that shit right?). Which incidentally in its near proximity to me and my camera lens right now? rather neatly dispells a rumour you've likely been circulating in the attempt to explain my freakish longevity... because check it out: little or no visible shaking from me cowering and/or screaming. WIN!! However I've also been told on good authority (ie: on Friday, possibly by one of the members of Mountbatten, possibly Walter Marsh) that it may elicit the "opposite reaction" on Adrian Reveruzzi, bass player from Steering By Stars.



1:49AM - "psst he's really a vampire!" pfft... wuh, WHAT!? HA HA HA oh nothing! Just like it's probably best we skip whatever-the-fuck insanity's going on with THIS photo too? *ahem* yeaaah.



2:22AM - But still, this shit ain't completely aimless tonight or for naught... when Stan Mahoney offered up his OWN challenge (and thankfully it's not a drinking one). He's looking for a photo, a photo he can enlarge, waaay large, something in the region of A1 to A0, and I'm not entirely too sure on the exact dimensions here? and pfft... I couldn't be arsed looking it up on google, but yeaaah it's huge. And he wants it to be a shot of the dancefloor: "glowing shit in the background", people throwing shapes in front of it. He didn't specify if it was to be shot with or without the flash? (I've tried it WITH, and aaaah fuck it... I'm gonna go without!) and it's anyone's guess why he's wanting me to do it when there's at least one other person sporting a proper fuck off pro DSLR that could run rings around my pissy point and shoot without even trying; but he IS offering $100 for it. And hell I'd do it for laughs but I won't lie, the cash would be awesome too, I mean shit duuude HOW COULD I POSSIBLY REFUSE!? Better yet? within moments we even had two prize volunteers more than willing to monkey about in this shadowpuppet theatre of mine; as much as I suspect they had NO IDEA what they're doing this for (and shhhh it's probably best they don't know!). But no really, considering all these shot are originally 8 megapixel photos, how'd you reckon I went!?





And yet is anyone else getting that sneaking suspicion in agreeing to this mad transaction, that perhaps (a) I've made a pact with the "devil" here... you know if I was to believe in one? (and he has been known to take on many "forms") or that (b) Stan's simply screwing with me for laughs?



Yup I can almost see it now, him smoking a big fat cigar, throwing back his head with laughter like the righteous bastard he is, at the sight of this proverbial puppet play WITHIN a puppet play being played out before him. Or shit come to think of it? perhaps this is how many of YOU feel before I publish a blog each week knowing you might be in it!? wow... what a terrifying concept! and yet I'm STILL here taking photos? pfft... what!? I didn't say I was repentant about it, this shit's hilarious!



2:28AM - But alas! completely coincidental to the fact I might've run out of beer, or embarassing photo opportunities, or more importantly beer... including the ones scammed for free at the end when they frantically emptied out the bar fridge of all the remainders: two Dark Ales to be precise, except then I might have lost one of those pulling retarded shapes on the dancefloor myself, only to swipe a replacement Asahi when nobody was looking, only to drink that too!? yup completely coincidental to THAT... it was time to leave. It's been a blast Format, a mad trip, one of the best! and I don't know why I ever doubted you, or openly mocked you, or why you hadn't seen me here for so long... but at the very least know THIS: when you throw your next party at the Jam Factory on July 22nd? (apparently there's "free wine and snacks"!) unless some annoyingly talented band rudely interjects with a single, EP, album launch or interstate tour and I have no other choice but to catch it; I won't just be "maybe attending" your shit on facebook Stan... I'LL TOTALLY BE THERE!!



2:31AM - And aaaah fuck it... is there anywhere ELSE in Adelaide you can still drink at this hour? like almost every other live venue, pub, bar, club and licensed venue in the city mile imagineable and it simply slipped my mind right now!? HA HA HA I know Marcus, I know! my brain's totally gone to pudding too. Just how the hell am I gonna survive out there now? After spending my whole night partying with hipster geeks, dweebs, art freaks and wastoids!? my shit's totally gone "Stockholm"!



2:59AM - But of course when there's a will... or just basic autopilot to crash land you head first into The Ed Castle beergarden without the slightest foggiest notion how you got here!? YEAAAS!! there's always a way! Just as you can also count on the fact that a few hours after midnight and after a few too many "standard drinks" bent out of shape, pretty much everyone around you starts looking like a hipster. I mean what the fuck is Todd from Ride Into The Sun doing on that table? WHO THE HELL KNOWS!? Just like it's anyone's guess why Sean to the right there appears to be riding the world's smallest "invisible bicycle"!? No shit are ALL my friends this faaar gone "farty" dysfunctional? at least in the "relativistic sense"!? I mean most if not all of them are band geeks, dweebs, art freaks and wastoids... and crap SO AM I! AND HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN THIS BEFORE!?



3:20AM - Or on second thoughts? yeaaah let's just forget I said anything at all.



Nope *cough* totally don't have a point to make here AT ALL.



3:55AM - And speaking of completely unrelated topics? HA HA HA duuude you wouldn't believe how long it us took waiting in line to get into Supermild tonight! Although you could argue that I'm not being sarcastic there, it is a completely unrelated topic, because ever since I made a habit of going here almost every Friday and Saturday night? all the real "hipsters" have since buggered off to who-the-fuck-knows where but I'm hedging my bets on it being either Sugar, Cuckoo, Limbo or Casablabla... or to be slightly more accurate? Melbourne or Sydney because HA HA HA NOBODY FUCKING LIVES IN ADELAIDE ANYMORE!! Or perhaps some of us DO, but we're living it "ironically". Or perhaps I'm just waaay too drunk to give a shit either way!? screw it I'm gonna hit the bar and order up the same damn thing I always order... except in a stubbie! WOOOO!! SUCK ON THAT YA PRETENTIOUS FUCKS!! Except wait aren't I just making fun of myself now? oh crap I'm confused!



4:04AM - And yeaaah speaking of "confused": here's all those photos at the tail end of a night that make absolutely no "narrative sense" whatsoever, or to be more specific I simply couldn't be arsed maintaining one (but no really how smooth was that segue!? I AM THE SEGUE KING!!) like Sean here giving us his very best "impersonation" of Keanu Reeves from The Matrix... except no wait, does anyone even remember those movies? except no wait, DOES ANYONE STILL REMEMBER KEANU REEVES!? and more importantly does anyone care? fuck it... let's just make a movie about Sean instead and what he does past 4AM on a Saturday at Supermild! huh? HUH!? no? SHUT UP!!



4:08AM - And no the sudden "inexplicable" appearance of Tabby Sexpanther here (and yes that totally IS her name on facebook... awesome huh?) really isn't helping matters either, and yet I'm still totally taking photos of this? WOW!! *ahem* yeaaah you know that point I mentioned a while back where I take nothing but hilariously stupid photos? I think we're SO well beyond that point and a few other points between that we've almost come full circle. Or at least we could only hope!



4:10AM - But not before Larissa here amazes us all with her beguiling dance of the wayward leaf and it's ability to not only dumbfound us all (and possibly also Sean there) with its near stupifying levels of... ummm, radiant "leafness"!? and yes that really was the best I could come up with too!



But also in its near stupifying supernatural ability to not only make her nose disappear when used as a veil, but simultaneously make Sean here look like her ventriloquist puppet... WHOAAA SHIT!!



4:31AM - While THIS photo here clearly needs no caption: and I'm only saying that now in the hopes you'll become ever more acutely aware that I'm writing a caption here telling you that... and you'd somehow think that's hilarious instead of simply enjoying it on face value, because how many times have you seen someone flip me off on camera? NEVER! SHIT'S TOTALLY ORIGINAL!!



4:38AM - And as much as this night almost always ends up in the same sorry state with Todd and Adam Vanderwerf huddling about this longneck bottle like their lives may verily depend on it!? or you know something to that effect? (aaaah we've ALL been there haven't we!?) at LEAST we can finally say just this once I went to the RIGHT SHOW in starting it! as much as I don't think they ever asked, or even if it was all that important... but it's that near incoherent thought that counts!



Shit yeaaah Stan! who's the "wayward child with a learning difficulty" NOW huh!?

Previously on Spoz's Rant: Kins, Steering By Stars and Mountbatten

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