A long long time ago (March 2011) I was listening to a pretty awesome EP called Less Arty More Party, by The Belligerents and they even filled out our Q&A for us. Over four years later, and bleary eyed looking at my Twitter timeline, I kept seeing that they’d been on Triple J’s Like A Version, and as a cover song snob, I was worried. But of course I had nothing to worry about, they killed it. Have a listen to their cover of Fatboy Slim’s, Praise You. Also, that bass line (and bass player) <3
All the way back in 2014, we had the pleasure of introducing JP Klipspringer‘s debut single, Bury Me, and he also filled out our Q&A for us. This time it’s the debut EP entitled Din Deafening. If you’d like to have a listen, you can over at the SoundCloud page or click on the player below. If I was good at keeping up with my emails, I could have told you about the launch at the start of June, but I’m sure if you like the Facebook page, you can stay updated – JP Klipspringer Facebook
When I was in high school and I got pissed off at my parents due to my teenage angst, I would have a selection of songs I would blare from my stereo in anger as I sulked in delusions that I was right about everything and the world was so unfair. Jebediah‘s Leaving Home was definitely one of those songs that I had blaring (see also, Limp Bizkit’s everything and Ludacris’ Move Bitch). In year 9 I even had a picture of Jebediah stuck in my diary, among other pop punk bands and whatever I was in love with back then.
Well Jebedia have released a best of in honor of their 20th anniversary titled Twenty which also includes an extensive tour (happening now) around the country with special guest bands including; Bodyjar, Screamfeeder, and FUR to name a few.
Check out dates – here
So at the end of each working day, my colleague and I listen to a few tunes on Spotify. We enjoy a pre-workout shake which does nothing to improve our health or make us bigger or train any harder but the high dose of caffeine makes us happy enough about life that we get to the gym before the kick wears off and we hate ourselves again.
One afternoon, Shamir comes on. Having never heard “On The Regular” before and without letting on that he might actually fancy my taste in music, he takes a sneaky look at the song title and goes home to download it for his own Spotify enjoyment.
So the next time a pre-workout shake music session begins, we listen to his playlists (mostly rubbish) but Shamir comes on. To which he proclaims how much he loves the song and how he thinks she sounds really hot. My mate was in love with the sultry, sassy voice of Shamir.
Below is a clip of the beautiful temptress that my mate now longs for… finding out she was a he seemed to crush him at first like a man who’d just been Catfished but I don’t think it’s stopped him. Love is not as simple as a tap you can turn on and off I guess.
For the record, Shamir is incredibly pretty… male yes… but pretty, undoubtedly.
Someone famously wrote, “The law is an ass”, but I can’t remember who as I’ve never read Charles Dickens. But whoever it was had a point, the law does suck. Especially when it means I have to pay money. And none would have felt the painful sting of those famous words more than I, had I just been thinking of them that day the horror started.
I’d just finished a cheerful, hardworking, honest, true-blue, Aussie taxpaying day when I arrived home to a horrendous sight. There, amongst my mail was a letter from the State Debt Recovery Office. I had a distinct feeling that I was going to lose something.
For christ’s sake what had I done this time? Yet another jaywalking fine? What, is it also illegal to flip off cops I see hiding near traffic light crossings now? Or is this a freaking parking fine? It’s the inner city, come on! Parking illegally is the only way to actually park in the same suburb that you live! What more could you possibly want from me?!
It’s money. They wanted my money.