Oslo, Norway.

Flying into Norway has probably has been the best part of my trip so far. Leaving behind the smog and drizzle of Heathrow Airport and descending into the sun soaked forestry of Oslo made me grin like an idiot. It’s shortlived. By the time I pass through customs, grab my bag and catch a scenic … Continue reading Oslo, Norway.

Public Theatre

Buses can hold a strange group of people that you’d probably never meet in any other circumstance, but you can somehow relate to each and every one. My bus from Leeds to London was one of those rides. Watching each passenger step aboard, you’re an audience of one watching the theatre of human conditions and … Continue reading Public Theatre

Edit Your Hometown.

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Everything in airports is repeated twice. Unless, of course, you’re the Koori family being paged by Virgin Airways for their flight to Dubai, with each repetition becoming more stern and strained. Duty free stores are lined side by side with highly priced café chains, people slouching in between the two, staring deep into their wallets hoping the cheap bottle of spirits will drown out their stomach’s moans. You pack your backpack. You check your boarding pass. You check your bags. All twice. Upon being hustled through the early morning security lines and shoved through to the unavailable waiting lounges, I signal my last goodbyes to my family who are manically waving from the top deck of Brisbane International Airport. I message them my final exhausted sentiments with the last two cents of phone credit; “thank you for everything”. I almost send it again.

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Abandon Me.

Love songs have always felt strange to me. They can be spine tingling creepy when they want to be, and even moreso if it’s not the artist’s intention. I’ve never been too comfortable writing them because of it. I grew up a bit, discovered some soulful heart wrenchers, and wrote this about an assumed ‘great … Continue reading Abandon Me.

The Sinking Teeth, The Mercy Beat. Part 1.

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Robert Forster of the Go Betweens fame, published his first book, The Ten Rules of Rock and Roll in 2009. His ten rules present the annoyances and nuances of musicians and fans alike, describing the great expectations and the worst clichés from his experiences. Yet, when he scribed “The three piece band is the purest form of rock and expression” as his tenth and final rule, he hadn’t heard a single note from The Sinking Teeth.

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Thank You For The Venom

Thank You For The Venom
My Chemical Romance
2001-2013
Rob Knaggs

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It was the summer holidays that bridged the transition from primary school to high school. I was a jock, over achieving pre-teen who played an unhealthy amount of Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater 2* matched only by an interest in music. 2004’s top 40 was encrusted by the synthetic slick of urban, hip hop and R’n’B; Usher’s Yeah, OutKast’s Hey Ya and Obie Trice’s Got Some Teeth soundtracking school discos across Australia causing some regrettable musical tastes with regards to peer pressure. Continue reading “Thank You For The Venom”

Title Fight, Luca Brasi, Toy Boats @ Sun Distortion.

Title Fight, Luca Brasi, Toy Boats.
07/03/2013
Sun Distortion Studios, Albion.

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Title Fight, Sun Distortion. Mitch Pinney Photography. All photo rights to him. that rad dude.

After releasing their impressive effort, Floral Green in September of last year, Pennsylvania’s Title Fight return to Australian shores for a string of small, sold out club shows. After their controversy-ridden performance at the Old Museum for their Brisbane debut appearance in 2010, there is a buzzing expectation amidst the all ages crowd of Albion’s Sun Distortion Studios.

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