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Music Shit / New Zealand in 2014
« on: December 26, 2014, 01:20:05 PM »
Since:
  • Nobody worth a damn (or even a dang) in New Zealand can afford to press to vinyl for you nerds, and
  • There are apparently people in this country that haven't learned how to hire a publicist (can you believe it!?),
...I might as well tap out a few things that aren't going to make anybody's end of year lists. What I'm talking about is MUSIC FROM THE CULTURAL FORTRESS, NEW ZEALAND.

Let me smuggle out what things of value I can from the fractured isles I squat upon. I guess this is a year-in-review of sorts. And for the first, soon to be nth, time: apologies for the unclear distinction between styles, and a gaping lack of ROCK FROM THE GARAGE ... NZ's too small for single sounds, and besides, I only ever had a carport at my place.

CHEATS - "FUNKY ASTHMATIC"

If this isn't 1-2-3-4 enough for you Termbrethren, it might at least be thrilling enough in the way of its self-awareness. L. Goodwin's kinda disturbing orgasm sounds during wank-solo in track 1 makes it pretty clear what's not to be taken 100% seriously (an understandable retreat after the exhausting depth of last year's "Come Back Here!"). If it sounds too slippery for you (I'm thinking 'Feel Flows', but maybe you're not), it might help to compare/contrast with something more tightly wound: Career girls is a highly recommended testament to Lawree's near-constant output as a self-producer, even when it gets to the point of sonic depravity. Who knew spreading oneself so thin could make for such nutcase music, eh? Well, I'm a BIG FAN of Brisbane nutcases Scrabbled, so it might be a good idea to listen to Cheats and them side-by-side as I've done plenty this month.

http://cheats.bandcamp.com

The title of Lawree's latest album bears resemblance to that of my second-favourite NZ band (the first is the Clean, who can and must be referenced in any writeup about NZ at ALL COSTS):

THE DANCE ASTHMATICS - 'LIQUID LUNCH'

While I was still hung up on 'Turbo Boston Crab', the DAs slipped out a new song called 'Liquid Lunch'. There's a live video of it floating around somewhere (ON MY PERSONAL BLOG) if you're interested. I put them in my pile-up of "good nz bands" here, too, if you're really into the context thing. There's no band I could recommend more for a mix of constant dynamism and machine-ish belligerence (I think this is the one band where even the vocals confirm that). The stylistic net has been cast wide, and so should your mind.

https://danceasthmatics.bandcamp.com/

Steve also sings in...

BNP - "AA BATTERIES"

Good to hear people have dug this band since my Termbo country-report back in the year's first half, so those interested will find this appealing. Stuff's still gruff, even if they're not playing shows these days. With morse-code beats and fractured structures, it's clear that this marks a more out-there excursion than the usual BnP stuff. Considerably less thwacky than the should-be classic "Welcome To Mediocrity", but the essence is still the same. "Everready! Double A batteries! Energizaaaah! Triple A batteries! Energizaaaaah!" The very smallest observation I can make is that it appears Steve hasn't gotten bored of weirdo VHS tapes, too, which is good.

https://thebnp.bandcamp.com/album/aa-batteries

BnP's first Auckland show in 2012 was with Ralph, both of whom played at the haunted ex-brothel I used to live at.

RALPH - "KILLER BUNS"

Two members of one of NZ's many (great) teenage (& accidental) No Wave bands, FATANGRYMAN, reconspired to create this thing earlier in the year. They're a couple years older now, but the energy's still there. Like BnP, they haven't played a show in a while, but at least this long-overdue release did come out in the end. I pointed out a few times that Jess looked like she could've had a cigar hanging out of her mouth when she played the drums -- that probably comes across in the recordings too, somehow. Take a handful of minutes out of your Very Committed Mac DeMarco Listening Schedule for this band.

http://ralphisralphing.bandcamp.com/

Ary played a show as part of Tall Dwarfs, too.

TALL DWARFS MOMENTARILY REGROUP

This is why you're all idiots for not living in New Zealand, you buffoons! You cowards! You slime! Ha ha ha ha! Had you been less of a bunch of jerks, you might've been witness to the great TD rejoining here in the world of the flesh. Chris Knox whizzed thru a Nothing set, too, which reaffirmed what's obvious for any fan of his: age and condition are nothing to the spiritually sure. Watch 'em play at the link below.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPJCYZZwoCU

And then there was Stefan Neville on drums, whose Pumice track featured on this compilation:

DEEP N MEANINGFUL VOLUME 2

Oh good, I was looking for an opportunity to include a compilation with me on it. My friend Beth, who I only know as "Audio Foundation Beth" or "Beth from the Futurians", or even just "Beth", put together this catalogue of weirder stuff from NZ, though much of it consists of the older crowd with whom I'm sure many a Termbrother are familiar. Still, it got me into bands like The Biscuits -- I booked them (oh, Piece War too) to play at Team Ugly's final show and it's gotta be said that the best moment of 2014 for me was seeing these parent-aged punks treated like rockstars before a sudden surge of drunk 14 year olds who decided to show up. That took place at a venue called Audio Foundation -- same as the Dwarfs gig -- a place that regularly hosts bands I'd always suggest you keep track of.

http://deepmeaningful.bandcamp.com/album/deep-meaningful-volume-2

One of my favourite Kraus trax was on Deep N' Meaningful, and on the album below.

KRAUS - "INTERIOR CASTLE"

I usually prefer my nights at sports bars being forgotten, but the one memory I'm glad to have was seeing Pat Kraus slowly disassembling his guitar, string-by-string, as a way of finishing his set. Pretty sure that was the night a guy on the pokey machines got down on all limbs like an insect and started barking, too. Actually kinda suited.

https://monikerrecordsss.bandcamp.com/album/kraus-interior-castle

The first place I ever saw Kraus play was at FTP on New North Road, Auckland, some time in late 2013.

FTP - "FINAL TURNING PAGES" COMPILATION/ZINE

FTP was/is a humble art space that is due to end just as humbly in mid-January. This cassette release (w/ book) is an attempt by the inhabitants at preserving its memory, essentially recalling the variety of weirdos that graced the place. There are Sharpie Crows offshoots, weirdo Wellington anti-psychadelia, performance artist contributions, poetry-ish things, and etc. (Kraus is on there too.) If you're experimentally inclined, enjoy/endure it for time's sake.

https://ftp68nn.bandcamp.com/

Certain flatmates at the FTP space happen to play as part of my favourite sack o' weirdos:

GIRLS PISSING ON GIRLS PISSING - 'A FRAUD ABROAD'

Boy! The girls have done it again. My budding glee at hearing these esteemed Pagans try pop was quickly paved over by a larger enthusiasm when I heard early mixes of their next album: yep, rainbows and saxophones are on the way from GPOGP in 2015. I know I'm being vague, but I'm also glad how kidding I'm not: their clanky din knows few boundaries, thank fucking Christ, because without their constant reminder we might just accept the boxed reality of this country. My christmas wish is that somebody makes this band famous, or at least allows their conversion into nostalgia upon death.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rl-FYmU4x6s

GPOGP initiator Casey Latimer once shared a dingy Victorian flat with the singer of the band below.

CIVIL UNION US TOUR

Their excellent Termbo tape-review confirms what became obvious to me for 30 days with these maniacs, and I suppose it's a testament to my bias that I could've found myself in an overturned tour van on up to seven separate occasions on their adventure. This month has been all about paying off my still-remaining debt for that trip, but when all is done I'll see you next summer when I return with Salad Boys to accrue some more. I'm sure there were plenty of good quotes that came out of this year, but I can't say that the words "if you drive this van, you will die" weren't striking at the time.

http://civilunion.bandcamp.com/

There is a "gf" of a Civil Union "bassist" in the below band:

LAS TETAS

Being a band from New Zealand -- which often means either too non-clued-in or too cheap, probably both -- a Soundcloud stream is the best/only mode of distribution available to Las Tetas. For what it's worth (that is, zero dollars), here are some recent uploads from the band. NOT NAMING NAMES, but dumb label negotiations have held up these guys from releasing their stuff, so here's hoping everyone involved just caves and lets Las Tetas be themselves: one of Auckland's franker bands when they want to be (and one of the sillier/lazier at other times). This video's a hint. And dang 'em, if those label hicks waste any more precious New Zealish time (famously ahead of the rest of the world, note), they might find the already-softening Las Tetas may have dissolved into a complete pile of sap by the time they release them. So take note of this if you're in Australia -- catch them play in Feb or offer to help book before it's too late. (I'm coming along! Befriend me!)

http://soundcloud.com/las-tetas/estrangers

As tenuous a link as this might be, Las Tetas' song 'You're Not Invited' does recall a certain government that nobody in any of these bands mentioned particularly wanted. That is:

THE THIRD TERM OF THE NATIONAL-LED NEW ZEALAND GOVERNMENT

Sadly, this is not the name of a band. The most contentious and headline-driven election campaign of our secluded nation-state starred a grudgy german millionaire, an amnesiac prime minister, a good selection of baffling ministerial candidates and an unconscious public. Despite low-flying poverty rates, damning int'l evidence of NZ spying, a dirty political tactics scandal, and numerous dodgy tethers that were cut by the National Party all too late, one thing was proven at the end of election night: middle New Zealand is *just fine* with the status quo, and the 'quo keep blaring their molten mix of easy-going hard blues-infused rock music to the somewhat stoked middle public. The Labour party, on the other hand, is a dying genre: having been dealt their worst blow since the 1920s, hope diminishes for any and all who care about human life and human productivity. Meanwhile, it seems that a distressing amount of non-voters (one million fucking people) just non-voted their way into a coma.

Everything will be just fine for everyone for whom everything has gone fine. Music-makers like all of the above will continue making music whether it's heard by the rest of the world or not... but only for as long as they can survive doing it.

But some retain their stubborn persistence -- former Sharpie Crows singer Sam Bradford, now Ron Gallipoli, listed this year some advice for those not yet destroyed:



Quote

RON GALLIPOLI'S ADVICE FOR YOUNG MUSICIANS

  • Read a lot
  • Talk a long walk
  • Boredom is essential for your personal development. Good boredom is not doing anything, bad boredom is pointless distraction
  • BE SPECIFIC
  • Attempts to look or sound more 'authentic' will mark you out as a fraud
  • Your instrument is never the problem (unless it's broken)
  • Ironic nostalgia + retro shtick is too easy. Make an effort or get off the stage. As Chairman Mao said, "shit or get off the pot"
  • Read a lot (more)
  • Advertising is to genuine culture what a 12ft tapeworm is to your gut. Strictly for those without the talent + personal courage to be artistic
  • Take a long holiday from American/British music
  • Doing all the above will make you a more interesting person + hence a more interesting musician.

HAVE FUN LOVE, UNCLE RON


Keep having fun, and don't be afraid to send us a tacky souvenir from your pre-revolutionary country.

Melted Ice Cream for more.

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Update: I'm neglectful, but not inconsiderate. A few deserving extra-mentions...

HAMISH KILGOUR didn't bother to watch Civil Union at the Cake Shop show, but his album's fucking good! // As fun as it was breaking up a reputation-confirming fight between PIECE WAR and CHEATS at the aforementioned TEAM UGLY show, the PW album is funner! // I'm starting a zine next year, lemme know if you wanna help distro! // I am an attention seeking slob! // WET NURSES OF SODOM and DIANA TRIBUTE are the latest "arseless chaps" b'twn Sharp. Crows/Pissin' Girls friend-circle // POWERNAP if you can handle; you should // Found Sweat Tongue in a Soulseek user's "best of 2014" folder. This Netherlandish three played Audio Foundation a few months back, were lovely, hope they return // MIC founder/SALAD BOYS writer/DANCE ASTHMATICS thinker/T54 FN signee and all-round prolific man J. Sampson did yet another // These LA unknowns are being brought to NZ shores by yours falsely, tonight! I like 'em // A TEAM UGLY cassette and a TEAM UGLY video // Japan's KING BROTHERS (who you prob saw at Gonerfest) toured with NZ's DHDFDs (who you didn't see anywhere) in both countries; made my night on two occasions. They did an album together // GFRENZY takes cakes. Dunno where the album can be found but I vouch for it.
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Music Shit / Post the annoying nerdy bullshit you do
« on: October 26, 2014, 05:02:23 PM »
Just trying to establish exactly how ashamed of myself I should be here:



Anyone else group their music in iTunes by record label?

Been lately thinking about organising my records in order of purchase, too -- a thought which fills me with self-dread.

Any other horrifying displays of dorkdom among you lot?
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Hey Aussies, us two NZ bands are touring Australia together next Feb:

http://team-ugly.bandcamp.com
http://soundcloud.com/las-tetas

We're from Auckland and WE LIKE TO ROCK.

More about us in this TermBo post and live videos here.

Who should we play with? And where? Etc? Get in touch  :-*
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TEAM UGLY just put out their (who am I kidding, our) second EXTENDED PLAYING RECORD (it's a tape). The name of this exciting EP is 'Meat Prize'.

https://team-ugly.bandcamp.com/album/meat-prize



And some people called ANTO PASCO have done a thing -- an album, specifically:

https://meltedicecream.bandcamp.com/album/plastic-dream

And as always, this stuff is available digitally or on cassette tape. Nope, no vinyl.

http://meltedicecream.co.nz/ is where you should go for more New Zealand punk &/or DIY.
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Here are some dates

7/7: Seattle, WA @ Highline w/   Lindseys ☂
7/8: Olympia, WA @ Dumpster Values ☂   
7/9:   Portland, OR @ The Know w/ Arctic Flowers ☂
7/10: Oakland, CA @ Eli's Mile High Club
7/11: San Francisco, CA @ The Hemlock w/ Michael Beach
7/12: Los Angeles, CA @ The Smell w/ Traps PS, French Vanilla
7/14: Tempe, AZ @ Palo Verde Lounge w/ Man Hands
7/16: Albuquerque, NM @ Sister w/   Prison of Sound
7/17: Las Cruces, NM @ The Trainyard   
7/19: Austin, TX @ Beerland   
7/21: Denton, TX @ Gatsby's Mansion   
7/23: Memphis, TN @ The Buccaneer   
7/24: Nashville, TN @ Betty's   
7/25: Atlanta, GA @ 529 w/ Vincas ☭
7/26: Charlotte, NC @ Area 15 ☭   
7/27: Washington, DC @ TBC w/ Brainworm   
7/28: Philadelphia, PA @ The Nuthouse
7/29: Bloomfield, NJ @ TBC
7/30: Baltimore, MD @ Windup Space
7/31: Holyoke, MA @ Rowhaus ✄
8/1: Cambridge, MA @ The Plough and Stars ✄
8/2: New Haven, CT @ Cafe Nine ✄
8/3: New York, NY @ Death By Audio ✄
8/4: New York, NY @ The Cake Shop w/ Hamish Kilgour ✄
8/5: New York, NY @ TBC w/ Bible Gun ✄

☂ = with Broken Water
☭ = with WYMYNS PRYSYN
✄ = with Estrogen Highs

Here are some links

https://www.facebook.com/events/296707480507518/
http://civilunion.bandcamp.com/
https://www.facebook.com/CivilUnion
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLxiWNH0lM5ruKtoWe0fGcVlepBPeu6bnf

Here are some words

"Oh, dreadful." -Everett 'Remember that time?' True
"The collective shriek of a people laced with cabin fever." -Me trying to be Byron Coley
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Posting this public notice in here cuz I'd wager that it's undoubtedly up someone's alley:

http://civilunion.bandcamp.com

Civil Union, hot as shit, very stimulating & engaging conversation-starter that they are, comin' US-ways soon. You could say they sound a little like the Gordons or the Skeptics if you feelin' lazy. More about em in this zine-draft I penned not long ago.

Month-long tour means they'll likely hit your city, so if you're happy to help, you should offer a show so as to prevent ambiguity from prevailing. July-August 2014. I'm running the booking side of things because they from NZ where nobody knows shit-all about the outside world. Hit me up rght here, or: michaelm2391@gmail.com.

Some of these shows are booked, others not so much. One way or another I can tell you what's going on. Provide info, directions, cute rendezvous invitations etc.

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7/7/2014   Monday   Seattle, WA
7/8/2014   Tuesday   Olympia, WA
7/9/2014   Wednesday   Portland, OR
7/10/2014  Thursday   Arcata, CA / Eugene, OR
7/11/2014  Friday   San Francisco
7/12/2014  Saturday   Los Angeles, CA
7/13/2014  Sunday   Los Angeles, CA
7/14/2014  Sunday   Los Angeles, CA
7/15/2014   Tuesday   Phoenix, AZ
7/16/2014   Wednesday   Las Cruces, NM
7/17/2014   Thursday   Albuquerque, NM
7/18/2014   Friday   Fort Worth, TX
7/19/2014   Saturday   Austin, TX
7/20/2014   Sunday     Austin, TX
7/21/2014   Monday   Denton, TX
7/23/2014   Wednesday   Memphis, TN
7/24/2014   Thursday   Nashville, TN
7/25/2014   Friday   Atlanta, GA
7/26/2014   Saturday   Charlotte, NC
7/27/2014   Sunday   Washington, DC
7/28/2014   Monday   Baltimore, MD
7/29/2014   Tuesday   Philadelphia, PA
7/30/2014   Wednesday   New Brunswick, NJ
7/31/2014   Thursday   Northampton or Worcester, MA
8/1/2014   Friday   Boston, MA
8/2/2014   Saturday   New Haven, CT
8/3/2014   Sunday   New York, NY
8/4/2014   Monday   New York, NY
8/5/2014   Tuesday   New York, NY

Let's hang! We'll chat about good NZ bands, weird NZ customs, fond memories of South Pacific cabin fever.
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Music Shit / New Zealand in the 21st century, and it ain't jangly
« on: February 05, 2014, 03:25:06 AM »
Pitch-fuckin'-fork's critical assessment of a band with a name as desperate as PERFECT PUSSY is this: "Combining headlong distortion with radically honest lyrics, Perfect Pussy are one of the year's boldest new rock bands." And bold they do seem, as their outspoken lead lady sure knows how to out-speak: "I'm talking about really intense stuff . . . What am I going to call it? 'Song About How My Best Friend Blew My Boyfriend the Day After We Broke Up'?" So here we are, O great cultural arbiter, existing within a worldwide political system that is tearing the fucking world apart, and all these idiots have to scream about is some fucking ex-boyfriend? That's your idea of "radical honesty"? Of Pitchfork Posse's blatant bullshit, the writeup rabidly raves: "Not that anyone could actually make out those words by simply listening to the song." But for some reason, it means it in the best possible way.

****************************

Why do I give a shit about Pitchfork? Of course, I don't really -- but in a place like New Zealand you can't help but notice what's going on in other places when somewhere else is all there is. Our nickname after a flightless bird, the kiwi, could not be more apt. "Great tragedy of the South Seas. Three million people trapped alive." Still, anyone familiar with the Flying Nun story will know that it's not all bad etc -- baffling distance happens to make for some lively tunes. What does bum one out, however, is that in the age of instant communication (*snore*) and social media (*snooze*), a modern New Zealand band can't get one fucking review without being compared to their elders.

So, long story finally cut short, lemme do you a favour and list off the bands that are adapting to a hostile climate. The right-wing governments of the pacific may be syphoning all life out of our waters, but at least there's plenty of good punk to fill the abyss. Here are the bands that resist, react, respond, and thank fucking christ, have more important things to sing about than some some shitty velvet underground pizza bullshit. They might not yet have the influence of NZ punk champs the Mint Chicks (bother with early stuff the most & I wrote a particularly hyperbolic account of their legacy if you need a quick primer), but they'll get you on your way. If my little ol' opinion is right, hopefully some of 'em won't get sucked into the grey goo that is internet culture.

Part I: The lasting & enduring

Girls Pissing On Girls Pissing



AUCKLAND: "All my friends are cunts. All my friends are cunts. All my friends are cunts." Hit repeat and you've got an empty room, or if you're lucky, one completely transfixed. It would be easy to assume some kind of overreaching attempt at shock value, but GPOGP's depth as a band and as an art project is chasmic. It's a void created and then filled with an experiment in morbid curiosity: Desperation, contempt, horror and other shallow words that could not paint a strong enough picture of the kind of trauma this band craftfully embodies in live performance. Where irony prevails, GPOGP disinfects. How much more could be expected of a band mainly discovered through questionable Google search terms?

Listen: Eeling
Watch: 'Nine Of Swords'

Wilberforces



AUCKLAND: It took big-name studio production in NZ to realise Thom Burton's first schizo-punk fantasy, Haunted: a kind of Jamaican dancehall & Wire amalgam, washed over by surf in a cavern of disembodied howls. If only its release wasn't so doofusey -- completely unmastered and hand-distributed by CD-R -- more people might know about the first Wilberforces album. Haunted's influence, instead, has been quiet but not unfelt. It would be hard for any art-kid, or alt-kid, or any-kid to overlook such eccentricities as these yelpy ping-pong vocals and a very unashamedly thuck Noo Zulland acksent. Perhaps what kept the W's together despite such botchments -- and a peculiar curse where three different drummers with the same name moved to the same city at different times (a drummer story second only to the The DHDFDs: read on for How It's Done) -- was their resonance within Auckland. They eventually pared the frills away to a membership of two, but long-fans like myself are relieved to find no compromise in ferocity or neuroticism. Wilberforces' varied past, along with their contorted sound, reflects well the disparity of a city as tangled and conflicted as Auckland: a port to the larger world.

Listen: Vipassana, Haunted (if you can find it)
Watch: 'Tidal Waves'

The All Seeing Hand



WELLINGTON: Combing alternate universes for their elements: throat singing, turntables and prodigious drumming (all of which somehow adds up to a lot better than you'd think), The All Seeing Hand might as well just make a career from being a walking press release. Their quick ascent in popularity is owed to their founders' local longevity: Ben Knight (drummer of Teen Hygiene) and Alphabethead (Alphabethead of Alphabethead) intermingled with the Wellington art scene in that mingly way that artists love to do. Consequently, they've had performance artists, video artists and all kinds of artists contributing to the resulting art-goo, a sticky sonic creation that clings to all kinds of surfaces. Do not ever watch this band on acid if you like your mind unscraped.

Listen: Mechatronics
Watch: Live at Camp A Low Hum '13

The DHDFDs



AUCKLAND: Bashing your head against a wall is a more literal thing for some bands than others. For others, it's not a wall, it's a steel gallon drum. Whichever way you beat it, DHDFDs have pretty much all kinds of self-destruction covered in a Buttholean, accidentally-alternative kind of way (the best kind). Their early days nearly a decade ago were well-spent, ringleading what was a thriving scene for under-18s in Auckland (some of which is documented here and at Papaiti). The frantic, messy nature (blood) of DHDFDs shows had a far-reaching appeal -- to Japan, as it happens, where they toured as 16-year olds after they made friends with King Brothers (who had stayed at the singer's parents' house on tour). It took some serious fundraising (well, serious for a buncha teens: selling sausages by the shops, a peculiar fixture of NZ's small-town-ish-ness), the kind of dedication that remains to this day despite their 11 drummer turnaround (no joke). Trust me -- I say this even after they botched a UK tour I had planned and booked for them.

Listen: French Fries
Watch: 'Babysitters Club'
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