I REFUSE by SIMPLE PLAN. Story by Tansy Bradshaw
At the time of writing this I am currently on day 132 of self-isolation, with no end in sight. It is the first day of the mandatory mask wearing in Melbourne, Victoria.
SONNET 33 1/3 by Drew Pisarra.
And though not the worst/ part of our on-again off-again ways,/ the latest loss of you stings me anew
ALMOST A MIRROR by Kirsten Krauth. Book review by Jane Leonard
Reading Almost a Mirror is like listening with anticipation to a new mix tape painstakingly compiled by a friend.
The Punk collection
Punk? We've got gobfuls of it. Twenty-odd stories.
The Smokers’ seven glorious minutes. Memoir by Earl O’Neill
...we took it down, we took it further up, further down, rolling on the energy, every time a bit more crazy and loose and loud, louder, quieter, louder, and seven minutes in...
HYPERACTIVE CHILD by DEAD KENNEDYS. COVID-19 tip from Stephen Andrew
That night I hung out down the back of the venue because the molten mosh pit at the foot the stage was simply terrifying.
Kalt by Kælan Mikla. Story by Rijn Collins
Their own webpage describes them as a cross between Diamanda Galás and The Birthday Party. I tell a friend they are like Bikini Kill mixed with Joy Division. We’re both correct.
WALKING ABOUT by VENOM P. STINGER. Story by Jane Leonard
Mid bite, it happens. There on my TV screen, just for a few seconds, doing an intense wiggily kind of jogging on the spot, is a girl with cropped spiky, reddy-bleached hair wearing an oversized suit jacket. I just about choke on my crumpet.
BAD REPUTATION by JOAN JETT and the BLACKHEARTS. Story by Rick Kane
It was as if I had heard Bad Reputation for the first time. As it directly related to my sister. As it stands as a song. And it is, my friends, a ripper.
LONDON CALLING by THE CLASH Story by Stephen Andrew
We wouldn’t have called it shoplifting, but we also knew we had to be surreptitious when we set about manually adjusting Coles’ profit margin.