Tuesday, September 30, 2003
 
 
Sunglasses After Dark

Those who were waiting to rock at London's Astoria on Friday night got everything they asked for. Ohio's undead took the stage to riotous applause. "We're most profoundly understood in the UK" says The Cramps' Poison Ivy. Damn right.

Ivy and Lux Interior (the man who got his name from a car advert) have definately matured. He's filled out (well he is 55), she's shrunk, but the simple formula of their music - Link Wray riffs, Christopher-Lee howling, and bones with everything - is as hot as ever. Alongside the hits came a mini tribute to Johnny Cash - Colour Me Black. Meanwhile, no-one seemed to notice the demise of former band members, now replaced with another guitarist and drummer. It didn't matter. Nothing had changed. Poison Ivy, still the vamp, held court. Interior, completely possessed, couldn't contain himself during the immortal Surfin' Bird. Speaker stacks, then no slacks. Good to see you again Lux - every little bit of you.
      [posted in Marylebone :: at 19:46]
 
 
Master Of Muppets

Metallica Sue Canadian Band over E, F Chords (file under satire).
      [posted in Bow :: at 12:20]
 
Sunday, September 28, 2003
 
 
Concrete Mixer

‘I have related the word concrete more to concrete music than to concrete art in its narrow meaning. In addition the working concrete poet is, of course, related to form-language-kneaders of all times, the Greeks, Rabelais, Gertrude Stein, Schwitters, Artaud, and many others. And he considers as venerated portal figures not only the Owl in Winnie the Pooh but also Lewis Carroll’s Humpty Dumpty.’
Oyvind Fahlstrom: A Manifesto for Concrete Poetry, 1953

From October 11th to November 1st the Aquarium Gallery, London is mounting an exhibition of Concrete and Visual Poetry assembled by William English. The exhibition will include over 200 examples of journals, books, posters, prints, cards and ephemera by Ian Hamilton Finlay, Bob Cobbing, Eugen Gomringer, Henri Chopin and many others. Mr English is looking for "Sound poets and exponents of experimental phonetics; ranters, ravers and garglers, to perform on one evening during this exhibition (date to be confirmed). " If this is your bag of concrete then get in touch.
      [posted in Bow :: at 17:19]
 
Friday, September 26, 2003
 
 
Violent Turd Records

Violent Turd Records are supposedly NZ based.

This apostle has read that the label maybe a subset of San Francisco's Tiger Beats.

We highlight their work because of the joy that the label takes in releasing music that is nigh on impossible to try and sell to a consumer market.

The increasingly popular Kid 606 and his noise features on the label.. but a favourite here is DJ Broken Window who oeuvre is taking records playing them over one another and recording the results. He / She even illustrates how this can be done in the sleeve notes. The formula 9 time out of 10 is take an r'nb accapella or hip hop line and play over some strange 60's / 70's instrumental with an eighties drum machine. It doesn't always work .. but the cookie monster meets bass funk does it for me.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:29]
 
 
Apostling Night Fever

The Apostles will be in residence at the Hotel Hollywood in deepest darkest Surry Hills, Sydney tommorrow night (27 Sept)

It's free so turn up if you'd like to be disappointed by the state of music these days.

Line up consists of

The Banker
DSICO
Bondi Modern Lovers
DJ Fuckwit


There's no style guide and I have no idea what any of the above mentioned will be playing
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:16]
 
 
The Bootleg Daddy

Daddy Records somewhere in the UK actually stocks vinyl versions of the endless bootlegs that you normally only see as mp3's.

You also get to listen to samples of most cuts here before you decide to buy.... which is probably the reason why he's been forced to reduce them all the 5 quid each.

As is always the problem with the bootlegs.. the idea written down is generally more exciting than listening to the product.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:12]
 
 
I've Seen Things

From the same people who brought you the Badger animation we mentioned last week. This one is called Scampi.

Too many poorly made drugs and euro house pop will eventually twist minds to make this sort of stuff.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:09]
 
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
 
 
Bastard Pop Weekender

If you like your Stooges mixed with a dash of Destiny, a bit of booty etc etc ... you'll be off to Germany in November for the 2nd International Bastard Pop Weekender in an old bank vault re-designed to look like a seventies spaceship (hope it's bigger than the Apollo or they aren't going to be able to pack many in)

Is Bastard Pop the new northern soul... the analogy is alright with this apostle as long as it doesn't unleash too many Mick Hucknell's on us .
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:55]
 
Sunday, September 21, 2003
 
 
A User's Guide to JG Ballard

The weekend is here so find time to listen to this interview with JG Ballard, the greatest living British author.

Ballard talks about his new book Millennium People, his 30 year friendship with William Burroughs, his fascination with celebrities and their media iconisation in typically self-effacing style. Interview by Philip Dodd (Director of the ICA) with audio contributions from Iain Sinclair, and the Sputnik 1 rocket.
      [posted in Bow :: at 10:50]
 
 
Zig Zag Wanderer Returns

Great news for mirror men the world over as Captain Beefheart is to release his first new music in 21 years. Don't get too excited though as the track is only 35 seconds long... Mr Van Vilet recorded a version of happy birthday called 'Happy Earthday' over the phone for an environmental benefit album Where we live: Stand for what you stand on.
      [posted in Bow :: at 08:47]
 
Saturday, September 20, 2003
 
 
Its Nice to be Nice

Tired of re-keying endless tag details for your burgeoning MP3 collection? Download a copy of Musicbrainz Tagger and it will identify mp3s by their acoustic fingerprint, and fix ID3 tags accordingly. Run your tagged collection through it today and save some other poor sod the dull job of keying in details. Nice.
      [posted in Bow :: at 13:37]
 
Friday, September 19, 2003
 
 
Morning Time

Every now and then over the past couple of months my car has been filled with the sounds of The Morning After Girls' track Straight Thru you thanks to Triple j and eventually I've managed to dig up a copy of the 7" in white vinyl(...ahh remember those heady days of the early eighties where everybody released singles in coloured vinyl) hidden in a dusty back corner of Sydney's Red Eye Records.

This little gem has to be one of my more inspired purchases of the year.

Straight Thru You is all the best bits of Echo & The Bunnymen and The Nuggets series wrapped up in one song... it just gets played over and over again at bondi apostle central. The flip, Hidden Spaces confirms that this band are more than just the one song... a beautifully restrained no. that brings to mind the best of the Dandy Warhols Urban Bohemia lp.

The website tells us a 5 tracker is due out soon.. it comes in that dreaded digital format... needs must I suppose.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 06:31]
 
Thursday, September 18, 2003
 
 
Molecular Remix

Heard on radio station triple j this morning a mathmatician from the Uni of Swinburne in Melbourne who's discovered a new remix technique... mouldy cd's.

Apparently growing mould on your cd plays with the binary codes and when you replay the CD your re-hear the song in a different form... as the cd tries to correct itself what you end up with sounds like an organic version of your cd skipping. The station played some mouldy portishead and the even more mouldy Lou Reed.. the results were more than interesting... the basis of the track holds itself together but elements flick back and forth but not in that irritating digital cd fashion...

The apostles say Bring The Mould
      [posted in Bondi :: at 04:29]
 
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
 
 
The Bronx Live 9:30 Club, Washington D.C. 9/16/03

By Kevin Blake - Washington DC Apostle

The year: 1981. The place: London’s 100 Club, cradle of English punk rock. A hardcore band from L.A. named Black Flag that is little known this side of the Atlantic but enjoying an increasingly burgeoning underground reputation gives a performance of such ferocious intensity, it literally stuns a fashion-obsessed crowd accustomed to safe latter-day English punk, including yours truly, into blank, uncomprehending silence. This is the real deal, and it can be frightening for the uninitiated.

Fast forward to the present. At long last, another hardcore band has emerged from L.A. that is as incandescent as their Flag forebears. At the 9:30 Club, The Bronx opened for fellow punks the Distillers with a set of songs from their new debut album that is one of this year’s most incendiary and essential releases. If in the coming days Hurricane Isabel hits this area with half the fury of The Bronx’s blistering brand of hardcore rock’n’roll, we had better batten down the hatches and hold on tight.

This band, formed less than a year ago, is the real deal too. Believe it – The Bronx will save rock’n’roll. Either that or gleefully kick the last vestiges of life out it. In any event, you’ll be transfixed and utterly inspired by the reminder of what real rock’n’roll can do.

The Bronx are the band that media darlings like The Strokes, The Hives, The Vines, The White Stripes, et al can only hope to be. Don’t expect to see them on MTV alongside these bands or relatively cuddly, TRL-friendly punks like Good Charlotte, Blink 182, Sum 41, or New Found Glory anytime soon, however. No disrespect to those bands, some of whom are very good, and who at least put up a welcome token resistance to the otherwise unending, force-fed diet of boy bands, pop tarts, and hip hop on MTV, but The Bronx will scare the daylights out of teenyboppers who think that’s what punk is all about.

Like most hardcore heroes of yore, vocalist Matt Caughthran exhibits a raw-throated roar throughout The Bronx’s songs. He’s more than just a screamer though, and there are welcome nods to melody on "They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy)" and a cover of The Saints’ "Private Affair." Moments like this add much to the glorious cacophony. At other times, when he eases off the vocal revs, Caughthran sounds a little like the criminally overlooked Quicksand’s Walter Schreifels.

Caughthran, nattily attired in a polka dot t-shirt that looks like he may have lifted it from the set of "That ‘70s Show," is clearly a devotee of the Darby Crash School of Onstage Coherence. And judging by his demeanor and between-song asides, he also shares a penchant for intoxicants with the late L.A. punk icon. In truth, his performance suffers a little from it. He sounds better on the album.


Guitarist Joby Ford, who looks to have inherited Black Flag main man Greg Ginn’s trademark clear perspex instrument, riffs away with precision and isn’t above breaking the hardcore rule against the occasional tasty lick or full-fledged solo either, "I Got Chills" being perhaps the best example of the latter.

As for the rest of the band, bassist James Tweedy stands like a rock amid the musical maelstrom. And if there’s been a better drummer in hardcore than The Bronx’s Jorma Vik, I haven’t heard him. Maybe only Government Issue’s (and D.C.’s own) Pete Moffett, or, going further back, DOA’s Chuck Biscuits come close.

Hardcore they may be, but The Bronx demonstrate a greater rock’n’roll sensibility than many of those in whose footsteps they’re following. "White Tar," for instance, is built on a vintage AC/DC riff on a steroid rage.

There are similar classic rock chord progressions in "Cobra Lunch" and the aforementioned "They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy)," and there are also elements of punk godfathers the Stooges in the Bronx’s sound. This respect for the musical foundations of rock while they kick its doors in may be The Bronx’s best hope of escaping the undeserved fate of so many great hardcore bands, who despite underground worship and Herculean work ethics were doomed to toil in obscurity and penury.

Lyrically, The Bronx deal in the familiar hardcore currency of alienation, angst, addiction, heartbreak, and violence. Hey, if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

The set rolls on. "False Alarm" is a nice chugger propelled by Vik’s tribal floor tom, as is "Notice of Eviction." "Heart Attack American" and "I Got Chills" rock hard and fast, and the pace is unrelenting with "Gun Without Bullets" and "Kill My Friends," which feature staccato riffs surfing waves of thrash that threaten to engulf them but never do.

If there’s one criticism that could be leveled, it’s that, on this performance, The Bronx aren’t quite as riveting visually as many hardcore bands of the past. Certainly, their album suggests more onstage dynamics than were in evidence at the 9:30 Club. Caughthran and Tweedy are pretty much static, and while Ford does his best to compensate, there’s only so much he can do without sacrificing his musical chops. Vik is visually arresting, but when the live focal point of your band is the drummer, you have a bit of a problem.

But this is a small matter that can be easily rectified for a band so young and possessed of such inflammable material. It’s almost frightening to think how good The Bronx can become as they continue to develop. Album closer "Strobe Life," the one song not included in this set, hints at a future direction for the band should they outgrow the confines of their genre.

But for right now, enjoy The Bronx for what they are – the best band yet to emerge from the ashes of early ‘80s hardcore.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 22:36]
 
 
America Re-Invents Stealth Technology

It'll be a verb soon ... as in you've been Stealth Disco (ed)

Check the best of ...
      [posted in Bondi :: at 09:29]
 
 
Politics on CD

You'll all know by now that posh leftie Tony Benn has released his greatest hits CD where some of his speeches are set to what most of the mainstream media describe as Dance Beats so as, we're told, to appeal to the younger generation.

This apostle thought he'd do a bit more research and came across the Liberal Democrats Online Bookshop which carries a great range of political audio items. Including these two must get Cd's:

Anne Widdecombe In Conversation
Michael Foot at 90


What also amused us.. is the fact that the Conservative party bookshop is stocking Tony's Greatest Hits.. ideology is obviously forgotten in favour of capitalism.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 01:30]
 
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
 
 
All Sett for A Trip

Looking for a hypnotic badger/'shroom kinda thing? Well look no further ...
      [posted in Bow :: at 17:19]
 
Monday, September 15, 2003
 
 
Monica - On The Frontline

Thursday night at Bar Broadway showed us why local hip and trip hop is a glowing, blossoming and ripening genre of music here. Hermitude let it rip with their classy beats, cuts and samples that would make any DJ Shadow lover proud. Along with some interesting takes on reggae, dancehall and latino influences, it places them as one of the more intruiging acts around. Meanwhile MCs OziBattla and Urthboy from the Herd, who make an appearance on the album, showed us how inventive, poetic and relevant our indigenised hip-hop can be.

Saturday night something different altogether, as I was lucky enough to be one of 150 people with tickets to the Black Keys‚ Hopetoun gig (the rest were guest-listers) - although my ear drums have paid for it. This is dirty, bluesy rock at its best. Patrick Carney plays like a man possessed, as if the very act of drumming is an attempt to exorcise some fantastical drumming demon. Meanwhile Dan Auerbach looks so comfortable with his guitar you'd swear he'd popped straight out of his mum with it in his hands. His voice, wonderfully gravelly draws some enticing blues melodies.

Monica
      [posted in Bondi :: at 12:11]
 
Sunday, September 14, 2003
 
 
Silent Running

We have just received the following communication from multi-media artist and occasional Acid Mothers Temple collaborator Ilya Monosov which we publish verbatim. Get in touch if you got the goods for him...

...........

you are to supply me with a 20 min piece, this 20 min contains 19 mins of silence, and 1 min of sound which must be cut up into atleast 3 segments or and into as many segments as you want, you are to arrange these segments in the 20 min time period...i will simply place one contribution over the other, and etc.. until 20 contributions are laying on top of each other... please get this to me as soon as you can if you wish to participate. email me when done, and i will provide my adress. my contact email for this work is ouldd@yahoo.com

i want to make few things clear, i will publish this in my journal 'Somethings', i will give each participant one copy only! sorry, many many other artists contributed complete pieces to journal.. 2ndly, PLEASE READ THIS, i do not want electronica, dance music, what is called 'idm', minimal beat or stuff like this... i am not interested in these types of music. please do not email me about this stuff... be respectfull of the chance idea of this work, its a dear piece to me, i will be selective. do not try to shock me with white noise flashes, or how minimal and 'lowercase' you are, this is not again interesting and only contributes to polution.. thank you so much, sorry to be so 'crude' and rude..

i wish you all best of wishes for the fall...
ilya monosov


      [posted in Bow :: at 19:34]
 
 
Our Man in Kamakura

Having previously pointed you in the direction of the excellent 1 Minute Vacation service at Quiet American we humbly suggest a return visit to catch up with recent submissions, including one by yours truly.
      [posted in Bow :: at 19:19]
 
Friday, September 12, 2003
 
 
Johnny Cash 1932-2003

Here at the Apostles we are much saddened to hear of the death of The Man in Black - one of the most inspirational and powerful performers of the last fifty years. Cash never sought the easy route and built a impressively independent career out of chronicling what he himself termed the "voices that were ignored or even suppressed in the entertainment media, not to mention the political and educational establishments" throughout the several incarnations of his career.
      [posted in Bow :: at 12:38]
 
 
Whatever

Liam Lynch.. you've just been slamdunked by this great piece of song-reworking and animation...George Bush, Donny Rumsfeld, Dick boy Cheney and Colin POWell all feature in this oval office ditty...

By the way if you are on 56K .. it's worth waiting on this one.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 03:08]
 
 
Singing Horses

Doo Wop .. Beatbox horses online
      [posted in Bondi :: at 02:57]
 
 
More Sampling Opportunities Online

Here's a new beta site from compaq called Speechbot which they say is a search engine for audio & video content that is hosted and played from other websites. SpeechBot currently indexes 17517 hours of content from the following websites which include :

The White House
U.S. Department of Defense Briefings
Geeks in Space
Scuba Radio & The Golf Power Show

We reckon you must be able to dig something from some of these sources
      [posted in Bondi :: at 00:02]
 
Thursday, September 11, 2003
 
 
It’s Academic Now

Oh Dave! If only you had listened to us..... Exit The Marquee.... enter The Islington Academy.... I know - lets all have a whip round for him... then again... maybe not.
      [posted in Bow :: at 08:32]
 
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
 
 
The Bronx Are Gonna Save Rock'n'Roll

DC apostle tells us:

Either that or kick the last shovelful of earth on its foetid corpse.

I've just discovered one of the finest slabs of primal, feral punk metal ever recorded. It's the just-released eponymous debut by the Bronx from L.A. (go figure). Think equal parts the raw, blistering intensity of early Black Flag & the gonzoid mania of Iggy and the Stooges seasoned with a generous pinch of vintage AC/DC -- yeah, that arse-kicking, that ferocious, that fuppin' vital.

Every now & then a band comes along that reminds you of the absolute power & glory of pure unbridled rock'n'roll fury. The Bronx is such a band, & this album is utterly damn essential. Beg, blag, borrow, or buy it now.

As luck would have it, they're playing D.C. next week, & you can bet yer lives I'll be there. A band this intense on record has gotta be absolutely blinding live. I dunno if they're coming to praise rock'n'roll or bury it, but the Bronx will restore your faith if only for the wake. Seriously.

The Bronx
      [posted in Bondi :: at 23:07]
 
 
Buzz Buzz Buzz... It's Jus' Because

We've just heard from Australia's new hope... The Bumblebeez that they'll be playing the LIVID festival and then they're are off to the UK to do some dates... we presume after the airplay they managed to garner with ultra cool London radio station XFM

Bondi apostle wishes them well... easily the best live band I've seen this year and without a doubt one of the more original releases of the past 12 months.

Good luck to them.. all we need do now is persuade them to cancel all talks with major record companies and come and put out records on our 12 apostles label for absolutely no reward whatsoever...
      [posted in Bondi :: at 03:45]
 
 
Cauty Creates Audio Tribute For Dead of 9/11

12 Apostles have recieved a press release from James Cauty ( KLF / The Orb ) saying that following release of the original artwork "blacksmoke stamps of mass destruction" which appeared dramatically on the cover of The Times newspaper and media worldwide he will now presents an audio tribute to those that died on 11th September 2001. The brand new blacksmoke track is entitled "Silent Night".


Silent Night has not been distributed as a promo release or white label. It is currently only available to Radio Stations and the public via the exclusive MP3 download at:

www.blacksmoke.org/911.htm

You need to get to this quickly as this download will be withdrawn on 12th September 2003.

He tells us that Silent Night is a visceral and uncompromising piece of audio artwork designed to reflect the truth and horror of those that tragically died on 11th September. An exclusive session by blacksmoke will also be broadcast later this month by BBC Radio 1 (on 22nd September 2003, at midnight).

Further info can be found on the official website

Te morituri salutamus.


The press release also gives us the James Cauty biography... as he's such a great self promoter we couldn't help but reprint and buy into the myth.....

Born Liverpool in 1956, James Cauty is one of the most uncompromising multimedia artists of the 20th and 21st centuries. His career has encompassed performance art, publishing, graphic art, graffiti, painting, finance, film, television, acoustics, popular music, mechanics and massive scale pranksterism.

Cauty's career began at the age of 17 when he drew a print inspired by Tolkien's "Lord of the Rings". It swiftly became a best seller, with some 6 million copies circulated worldwide. It is still available today. Shortly after this he launched a music career. As a guitar player he joined tribal funk band Brilliant. Through this connection he met Bill Drummond, and the pair formed one of the most successful art-music collaborations of all time: The Justified Ancients of Mu Mu (The JAMS) and then The KLF. They released seven consecutive Top 10 singles and five hit albums. Focusing on the dance/ambient genre, Cauty and Drummond produced a soundtrack for a generation and an attitude for the eternal. Equally well known and appreciated were the truly subversive campaigns that accompanied these projects. Giant subvertisements in the national newspapers and grafitti on south London tower blocks implored the public to "SHAG SHAG SHAG" and "ABANDON ALL ART NOW".

During this period Cauty also found time to establish the ambient music group The Orb with fellow artist Alex Patterson. In 1992 The KLF won a prestigious Brit Award "Best Band" Trophy and feeling that The KLF had achieved its purpose the mission was terminated the following day. KLF RIP. Cauty and Drummond returned in 1993 with The K Foundation. Ostensibly set up to benefit young artists, the agenda was slightly more prosaic: to cause a sizeable paradigm shift in the rarefied fine art world. The first move was to create The Other Turner Prize aka The 1994 K foundation Award. Forty thousand pounds sterling was to be awarded to the worst new British artist. Rachel Whitread (who had coincidently won that years 'real' Turner prize) was handed the cash on the steps of the Tate Millbank. She took it.

In high summer of 1994, inside an abandoned boathouse on the island of Jura, The K Foundation immolated £1 million as a deliberate act. Much has been written about this action. Suffice to say it did happen and it was beautiful. The establishment hated it, the public were confused… but some found it to be a glorious moment in art history. In 1995 they formed a plant hire company and to this day Cauty and Drummond are still working together as Directors of K2 Plant Hire Ltd, and are involved from time to time in various low profile art projects.

Next move for Cauty (now based in Brighton) was "Advanced Acoustic Armaments", a wheeled device that detonated seemingly harmless acoustic bombs upon unsuspecting impressionable youngsters at pop festivals. He then created a series of massive canvas work: "Deep Shit" depicting the last 1000 days of The JAMS (later destroyed). A further set of large scale paintings are studies of landscape and auto-destructivism (also scheduled for imminent destruction). In 2000 Cauty commenced major remix work, under the pseudonym The Scourge of the Earth, for artists including Marilyn Manson, Placebo, Hawkwind, The Black Dog and U2.

2003 sees Cauty launch 'blacksmoke', described as an occasional art collective and musical group focusing on issues of global environmental concern and a sense of urgency in the form of a heavy noise band. Blacksmoke incorporates the release of artwork, video and music. The first release has been a series of prints entitled "Blacksmoke Stamps of Mass Destruction". This artwork appeared dramatically on the front cover of The Times newspaper on 4th June 2003, followed by major national newspapers and television networks.

Further controversial artwork is planned to accompany the debut blacksmoke music release. Information can be found on the official website, designed and produced by blacksmoke, at: www.blacksmoke.org

For additional information and/or images for press use please e-mail: internet@crapola.com
      [posted in Bondi :: at 01:05]
 
Monday, September 08, 2003
 
 
Cat Power - Intimate Or Irritating

I think Chan Marshall aka Cat Power has the attitude that its her concert and she'll do whatever the hell she feels like. At times that includes playing her repotoire of haunting, organically simple but moving songs, while at other times it means talking to the audience, talking to herself, stopping and starting throughout her songs and running around the stage.

At one point she entered the audience and sat on the floor amongst everyone to sing her song. Sometimes it gave a real intimacy to the Metro, making you feel like you were in her bedroom, taking part in a nice little jam session. But I think for some it just became irritating and you wish she'd just play her songs.

Nice warm-up sets from the Devestations and Women and Children (France) for her Saturday night gig, and exceptional accompaniment from her violinst.

Monica
      [posted in Bondi :: at 23:41]
 
Friday, September 05, 2003
 
 
New Genre ? Hillbilly Hard

Sometimes a record just comes out of nowhere... this apostle has just picked up a 12" by Howlin Hickboy Handsome & His Mama Lovin' Band lovingly entitled Mama Sister.

Imagine that Capt Beefheart circa Trout Mask Replica is suddenly picked up by aliens and dropped into an underground studio somewhere near Munich in 2003.... this piece of vinyl is the result.

It'll make you laugh it'll make you cry and with artwork hinting at a Richard James influence I'd say this is a one off. You couldn't and wouldn't want to try it again.

Hear snippets
      [posted in Bondi :: at 03:27]
 
 
Music To Sleep To

All getting too much ... your day is filled with doof doof doof... guitar solos.... hardkore ragga nastiness maybe you need to visit the Ambient Music Guide which quietly glides you through the best ( and probably the worst) that ambient has to offer.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 03:12]
 
 
We Eat Watermelons

As a young apostle I always thought that the Ramones were singing we eat watermelons when they were singing.... actually I still have no idea what they're singing.

Here's a site where they've selected a no. of songs and provided animation to go with the song identifying what they think the artist is singing

Bill
Meatball
Bunny Too Tight Bondi Apostle votes for this one
Holding
Chicken
      [posted in Bondi :: at 02:23]
 
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
 
 
Doggy Fizzle Televizzle

If you haven't seen it yet .. you've just gotta tune in to MTV for Doggy Fizzle Televizzle... Snoop Doggy Dog makes his first foray into television and this apostle doesn't know where to start... he just sat there open mouthed as an endless parade of Bitches, Muthafucka's etc played out across the screen. First up I don't understand why they bleeped M.fuckas but not bitches

The Doggfather attempts humour... he sings, he interviews, it's all there wrapped up in one tv show.

Watch it now and be truely amazed by the state of American pop culture.
      [posted in Bondi :: at 05:45]
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