I have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 1 | The Wharves
Sometimes it’s nice not to have to use your imagination. This is my music. Not just, of course. There is a moment when I’m listening to the Wharves’ beautiful spellbound catlike three-part harmonies,...
View ArticleI have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 2 | The Glug
I swear, it started like this. Only not so much so. I swear it. I was not dreaming. I was idly watching the lady on the merch table smiling, engaging – and this gang of MEN wander on stage, dressed...
View ArticleI have a crush on the violinist with Slum Of Legs, pt 3 | Slum Of Legs
I’m gone. Solid. Stuck here, thinking. Stuck here, thinking that Tamsin can articulate loneliness and hope and the thrill of the dance floor much better than I ever could. Stuck here, entertained...
View ArticleAn Important Public Service Announcement.
Ahem. Today we at Collapse Board present the following public service announcement from Everett True: I have a few weeks spare, now that I have submitted the corrections for my PhD, and I would like to...
View ArticleI really wanted to see The June Brides play last night
I really wanted to see The June Brides play last night. I had heard some new songs from them, thin and reedy and wistful and wastrel. Tender and melancholy and so fragile, almost not existing. Last...
View ArticleI watched 40 seconds of the greatest band (a tragedy in 40 seconds)
I watched 40 seconds of the greatest band. I pretended I had watched 40 minutes when I spoke to them later because hell it’s embarrassing to have watched 40 seconds of the greatest band just as the...
View ArticleLife is fucking is dancing is Shopping is rhythm
Everything is wrong. You want to know how wrong? I have seen plenty of Greatest Guitarists of All Time lists, vacantly staring as I have, and not one of them has listed Rachel Aggs in its Top 10....
View ArticleThe importance of being Helen
I have two mice. One for good thoughts, one for evil. Forgive while I wallow for a little in one of those years I have no memory of: 1983, say. Somewhere, I lost track. Somewhere I lost sight of...
View ArticleThe greatest band in the world in November, 2015
Cold, covered in sweat. I am on stage performing as The Legend! (not Everett True) and people are laughing. I am a funny man, that’s what (some) people say. People laughed at Nina Simone too. (Read...
View ArticleThe Goon Sax, live in Brighton (UK)
BRIGHTON KOMEDIA: I have never felt very comfortable with my body. This feels like home. It shouldn’t. The venue is dismal; crap sound and a few punters shuffling around. My shoulder hurts, or is the...
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