Webcuts Music

Forever known as Nick Cave’s red right hand in the Birthday Party, Rowland was the purveyor of that skeletal, metallic guitar style that along with the bass growl of Tracey Pew, defined the sound of the band. Speaking to Static’s Chris Berkley, only a few weeks before his passing, Rowland S. Howard recounts his extensive career and his brief return to music with Pop Crimes.

..with a rejuvenated reappraisal of the career of Melbourne psyche-drone-pop quartet Ripe and their space-rock epic “Moondriven”, now with 33 1/3% more added insight courtesy of an exclusive interview with guitarist and vocalist Peter Moran who talks about the making of their landmark Australian debut The Plastic Hassle. Fans of Sonic Youth, Swervedriver and Dinosaur Jr take note.

A look into Continuum’s must-read 33 1/3 series of books that investigate the history and stories behind some of the greatest albums ever made, including reviews of the most recent releases in the series — Big Star’s Radio City and Elliott Smith’s XO.

A first (and probably last) for Webcuts as we jump in the back of a tour van and hit the road with ex-Brisbane trouble makers, now Sydney’s problem, The Scare, as they attempt to corrupt the people of Melbourne with their new ‘voodoo, and nothing, not even the death of Michael Jackson, was going to get in their way.

Webcuts shows their ignorance for the modern music video and selects a top ten made up almost exclusively of 80’s Australian music videos. What, no Hilltop Hoods or Empire of the Sun??

Some of these selections are pretty obvious. Some are from movies you’ve probably never seen nor have a desire to ever see.

The B-side is every music geek/fan’s favourite thing to debate over. It’s the one place where an artist is allowed to record whatever they see fit, and the one place where a fan can expect the unexpected and be surprised, or wonder how long it took to throw that piece of junk down and never [...]

Continuing our exploration into the Secret History of Australian Music, we open the doors to our New Zealand neighbours and welcome the Headless Chickens as we fill our tanks in their “Gaskrankinstation”