My friend Jodie moved back to Australia a few months ago, but while she was here, she’d keep me up to date with some of the better Australian music that often didn’t make the jump to America.
A couple weeks ago while I was out of town, she sent me some more, and I’ve just now been able to sit down and give them a listen. Supercool. Here they are, embedded YouTubes and all:
British India is the kind of band I wanted to be in when I was sixteen and planning to play music and live in vans for the rest of my life: hair long enough to get in my eyes, a make-shift living room recording studio, and boat-loads of nerve. What more could any kid ask for? Oh, and songs people liked. That was in there, too.
And major props for the black and white video. I’m a sucker for that.
When I first heard Kisschasy, I instantly thought if Nada Surf had been produced by Weezer, they would have sounded this good. I would have a hard time saying they’re better or worse than Weezer, just more…um…Australian.
And doesn’t the preacher in the video kind of remind you of an over-dramatic Dave Grohl?
With their basic, vintage-New York inspired sound, I was an instant lover. There are many bands and artists whose music I buy and listen to in my car, but only a few rank a live show. Unfortunately, Philadelphia Grand can only be found playing in Australia right now. Bummer.
“Embedding disabled by request” What does this mean, YouTube?! I’m so proud, I’ve just learned this skill and like that, gone. All I can say about Paul Dempsey other than give-him-a-listen-’cause-he’s-awesome is no, he’s not having an epileptic seizure throughout this video or any of his other live performances. Leave him alone–he’s an artist!