Spunge – Whiskey and Speed (2012) Review
Ok, I’m finally ready to review this album. It was released a while ago and I have been incredibly lazy about getting onto some actual critical analysis. This is made even more embarrassing by the fact that this particular band are comprised of my nearest and dearest, indeed the front-man happens to be my first cousin once removed. I am of course referring to Whiskey and Speed, the Brisbane based carnival of mayhem compressed into a 4-piece shock-punk band.
As my tone may infer, I’m fond of these guys. My bias is out in the clear, they’re very dear friends, and I’m about to talk about the music they make. Do with that information what you will.
The Boys – The Zoo
I went and saw Brisbane grunge outfit The Boys last night at the Zoo. There was a small but extremely passionate crowd of supporters which is nice for them, though it did feel somewhat like it was only them that were being catered to. That said I really enjoyed the songs they played, and the high level of musicianship showcased by all the members. The stage seemed a little crowded, especially for a grunge band bordering on stoner rock. My head count saw the band numbering 6 with a rhythm and lead guitar, bass player, percussionist, keyboard player and excitable front-woman. It’s probably just my preference for stripped down rock but that seems a bit redundant to me.
Pictured: A grunge clown car
Breasticles and beats
This Saturday I am attending a gig at a strip club. This isn’t some antiquated metaphor, or perhaps a ironic name for a high profile bar. I am going to a gig (with bands and everything!) that is being run at a venue whose employees are generally defined by their resounding lack of clothing. Is this a good idea? We’ll see. Will it go well? Maybe. Is this concept completely fucking, balls out amazing? Yes. Yes indeed.
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