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MONDAY TUNESDAY | 29 JANUARY

ROLLING BLACKOUTS COASTAL FEVER | MAINLAND

By Alexandra Ainsworth

Laid back vocals and upbeat riffs hide hard hitting lyrics that touch on the the current refugee crisis, which inspired lead singer Tom Russo to write about his family’s experience. The themes, however, are easy to miss under the summery guitar and bouncing bass. Mainland is an undeniable jam, but it’s also a thinker: two things that Rolling Blackout are proving they tackle impressively well. The track is the first release since the bands 2017 EP The French Press, and the beach-ready vibes and infectious choruses are getting us hyped to catch the band’s set at next month’s Laneway—in what will probably be one of the most conflicted dance parties of the year.

 

JAMES BLAKE | IF THE CAR BESIDES YOU MOVES AHEAD

By Michelle He

As a newly minted, card carrying member of the driving population, this song seemed very relevant. Alas, James Blake has better things to do than write about driving actual cars, although I can barely make out the lyrics in this luscious, waterlogged track. With the chopped vocals sounding like some kind of water bubbler oracle, the mystifying production, complete with crackles and what feels like the voice of an alien God for a second, Blake proves he’s more out of this world than in it. 

COUSIN TONY’S BRAND NEW FIREBIRD | TRANSIENT

By Alexandra Ainsworth

Transient which is an ironic title given how long it takes to say the band name, is a hazy swirl of soulful vocals and brooding bass that offers a sense of sweet nostalgia and melancholia in a deeply moving three and a half minutes. The song peaks at its instrumental outro, with electric guitars and rolling drums layered on top of keys and synth that end the track on a hugely satisfying climax. The hero, however, are the dangerously smooth vocals by lead Lachlan Rose. His effortless drawls offers a surprising amount of catharsis for a voice I’m hearing for the first time. Cousin Tony’s Brand New Firebird give Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever a run for their money for not only the most syllable heavy band name, but for single of the week.

 

THE WOMBATS | CHEETAH TONGUE

By Michelle He

Psychadelic in shape and visually leaning to Cheetos rather than cheetahs, The Wombats are in fine form ahead of the release of their fourth album. Slow moments and killer guitar riffs are classic Wombats but Murph’s lyrics are more abstract than usual, so that it’s not obvious that the song is about “dealing with the pressures of adulthood and failing miserably”, something I wish I didn’t relate to quite as much as I do. 

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Michelle He

Live music enthusiast. Always at gigs with my camera.