If all these musicians stick to their word, we’re going to have a very busy year.
If all these musicians stick to their word, we’re going to have a very busy year.
For a band with only three instruments, Gold Class sounded absolutely immense. In the moments of silence between songs, Jambinai were incredibly humbled to be able to play to a receptive Perth audience.
Despite being part of what has been come to be known as the anti-folk movement, Kline really doesn’t put much currency in genre. “I think that defining anything through a genre is kind of useless. I mean, I don’t really even know what anti-folk means really. I can tell you that it was this music movement in New York, but it doesn’t make much sense to me.”
As fabled as Tony Galati’s eyebrows, and more elusive than Kevin Parker, James McHale is a man whose reputation mainly exists in myth and whispers. Yet, in light of Perth's Fringe World Festival, the man behind the legend has stepped forth from behind his taxpayer funded news mantle to ask fellow 'Perthonalities' some not-so-hard hitting questions. As James himself puts it, he’s “asking the people [he’s] always wanted to question, the questions [he’s] always wanted to ask”.
Alone Outside is a one woman show; the role of Daphne is brilliantly depicted by Jo Morris. You often find yourself forgetting that there are no other actors on the stage, as the way Morris relays and reacts to the other characters is so genuinely visceral.
As its title suggests, the majority of the show is completely improvised, relying solely on punter interaction to drive the show forward. It’s this kind of acrobat-on-a-tightrope type comedy show that makes proceedings all the more thrilling to watch.
The night was full of Fawlty Tower’s hijinks, sporadic crowd insulting, and true-to-form bland food.
On this week's Bird Wednesdays, music/film all-rounder James steps in for our resident Bird-watcher to review the Mt Mountain, Hideos Sun Demon, Leaving, and Spaceman sets at The Bird this Wednesday.
Mistletone and Cool Perth Nights have just announced Cass McCombs (USA) at the Rosemount Hotel, Sunday December 4th as a replacement show for Disconnect!
Pacing, tone, characters and actors aside, what really makes Hacksaw Ridge insufferable is how laughably outdated it is. It’s 2016, are we seriously still making movies that demonise the Japanese?
There are moments in the Ouija: Origin of Evil that are profoundly stupid. Although, without them, the film would be a whole lot less fun.
Painfully honest and wholesomely atmospheric, Sprained Ankle ebbs and flows like a teenage diatribe, genuinely emotional, fundamentally lonely and painfully raw.