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The simple promise of fun and a hell of a party.
When julie’s soft, sweet, monotone harmonies dip towards explosivity, as they often do, it’s not the loveless doona cover of warm, beautiful noise that shoegaze often offers, but more a dangerous, dark pit.
Mayawa is a shining example of a DIY attitude often spoken about and revered by many – done independently, done together, and most importantly, done with intention.
You can’t get much more Sydney than Party Dozen.
Despite the tongue-in-cheek-ness of uploading your debut album alongside Criterion collection WEBRips, there’s an ethos driving this, and everything Worlds Only do.
Rage beats, harmonised vocals and percussive breaks against bell chimes; white noise cut into crash cymbals, angelic melody over wrathful growls.
What new possibilities come from embracing the artefacts of noise, what hidden worlds are latent, waiting to be discovered in its invisible waves of sound?
For the past six years Agung Mango has been carefully winding a sonic chrysalis. His debut album, IN BELLY WE TRUST, is an unfolding of his wings.
Ultimately, Human? is a promise that it’s not too late, that an anti-colonial, anti-racist struggle is the most essential and most important of all issues: that of “reclaiming our humanity.”
Jonnine’s fourth record Southside Girl is a promise of dappled sunlight, creaking wood, salt and something mystical.
My Good Friend Mohee is a crate digger’s dream come true.
Seashell Angel Lucky Charm is a treasure. Glittering trinkets strung on a bracelet in the form of six songs, their raw intimacy inviting you to clutch them close.