Category Archives: Music
“No it’s cool, it’s not like your ancestors killed them or anything”
So unless Lana Del Rey is making a statement about redneck biker gangs who have drunk bonfire parties and appropriate their historically oppressed indigenous culture, I’m confused about why she thinks this is okay. I am a LDR fan, and am usually
“No it’s cool, it’s not like your ancestors killed them or anything”
So unless Lana Del Rey is making a statement about redneck biker gangs who have drunk bonfire parties and appropriate their historically oppressed indigenous culture, I’m confused about why she thinks this is okay. I am a LDR fan, and am usually
A Love Letter To Iceland
Yo Iceland, how’d you get so damn cool! What other country has their own Facebook page? Hell, you have a holistic multi-channel social media campaign! Halló to you on the inter-nets too, Iceland! I love your cute-as-a-button descriptions, and the
A Love Letter To Iceland
Yo Iceland, how’d you get so damn cool! What other country has their own Facebook page? Hell, you have a holistic multi-channel social media campaign! Halló to you on the inter-nets too, Iceland! I love your cute-as-a-button descriptions, and the
So Happy I Could Drown
From boppy pop song to mournful ballad, the condition of being in love has been equated with life fulfilment- to the point where one is so overwhelmed that they might actually feel like dying. It’s an edgy, romantic notion, resonating from male
So Happy I Could Drown
From boppy pop song to mournful ballad, the condition of being in love has been equated with life fulfilment- to the point where one is so overwhelmed that they might actually feel like dying. It’s an edgy, romantic notion, resonating from male
Sexy Glam Rock and Cool Grown Ups
Last year I found myself surrounded by middle aged punk rockers in Melbourne’s Palais Theatre, eagerly awaiting 70s rockstar Alice Cooper to grace the stage. I’d discovered his music while studying at home alone listening to Max TV, my ever-faithful source
Sexy Glam Rock and Cool Grown Ups
Last year I found myself surrounded by middle aged punk rockers in Melbourne’s Palais Theatre, eagerly awaiting 70s rockstar Alice Cooper to grace the stage. I’d discovered his music while studying at home alone listening to Max TV, my ever-faithful source
Take that body downtown.
So let me get this straight- we hate her because she’s rich? And her songs are about being spoilt and despondent? Frankly, music is a form of art and this one really speaks to me. I’ll let you know when
Take that body downtown.
So let me get this straight- we hate her because she’s rich? And her songs are about being spoilt and despondent? Frankly, music is a form of art and this one really speaks to me. I’ll let you know when
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