Ducks' bums II

Ducks'—and I cannot stress this enough—bums.
Ducks'—and I cannot stress this enough—bums.
25 September 2025 in Melbourne, supported by Cisco Savage and Snake Powder. I am yet to make sense of what happened last night. It was a late decision to go see Cong Josie play after Adrian spotted a gig poster while walking around Collingwood. Cong Josie, greaser heartthrob, whose album
In the last week or two I have entered two photography competitions. My entry in one of them was this dead microwave. It's highly unlikely anything will come of either entry, but it's satisfying to have lodged them. I entered them for my own amusement and
12 September 2025 in Melbourne, supported by Striborg, ESP Mayhem and Drealm. This was a cassette launch for Your Mothers Disgusting Window, a doomy sludge three-piece. But I will get to that. The first act was Drealm who may have been my favourite of the night. They played multiple drone
I've just started re-reading John Higgs' excellent book The KLF: Chaos, Magic and the Band Who Burned A Million Pounds (I am on a re-reading kick lately). I just finished the prologue which sets the book up as an attempt to understand what happened—why they burnt