I reviewed the new rager from Allentown, PA screamers, Pissed Jeans in The Big Issue #427. Buy it for $6 around Australia, get a mag full of cracking yarns which helps out the homeless and long-term unemployed.
I reviewed the new rager from Allentown, PA screamers, Pissed Jeans in The Big Issue #427. Buy it for $6 around Australia, get a mag full of cracking yarns which helps out the homeless and long-term unemployed.
Melbourne's Hi-Fi Bar takes decorating advice from none other than Mick Jagger. It's painted black. All over. Even the green room is painted black. Everything is painted black. It conjures up memories of high school drama rooms. More accurately, incendiary heavy metal gigs. Christ help you when it sells out, though.
In hip Gen Y heartland Flemington (well, maybe in the bowels of one's heartland) the transition of metal and punk cornered into tearing up dingy graffiti-trashed clubs to the mainstream is complete. The working-class rebellion is over.
The two-pronged attack from political correctness and economic rationalism starved the subculture of oxygen, corralling it into libidinous day-long expressions instead of steadfast lifestyle commitments -- 'til death or follicular necrosis. Mohawked metalheads sip lattes in cramped wood-panelled cafes incongruously named "Pepper" and "Monkey Tricycle" alongside urban professionals and retired graphic designers. Smartphones replace zippo lighters as rock show accoutrement du jour. The Big Day Out, as Andrew noted in his Brisbane review is no longer the heavy fans' festival.