Call me late to the party, but I didn't discover Frightened Rabbit until 2009 - a year after the release of The Midnight Organ Fight, one of my favourite albums of all time.

After missing their first Australian appearances in 2010, I was determined not to miss them at the intimate Oxford Art Factory last year and at the less intimate, albeit ( Read more... )

It took me a really long time to actually listen to the latest Missy Higgins album, The Ol' Razzle Dazzle. Despite hearing great things, I couldn't get past the title for long enough to give it a chance ( Read more... )

Having never read the book or seen the Reese Witherspoon movie on which it was based, I wasn't the only one who was surprised by my decision to go along and see the Legally Blonde musical at Sydney's Lyric Theatre last night.

Perhaps my lack of expectation was precisely the reason I liked it so much, but that would detract from what a funny, clever ( Read more... )

While Human Nature was my first official concert back in 1997, Matchbox Twenty was my first true concert experience the following year. GA; wristbands; front row centre (after waiting at the door for hours); squashed up against the barricades; close to enough to touch and interact with support act, The Feelers, and the main act themselves. And ( Read more... )

As someone who doesn't listen to the radio, I wasn't swept up in the craze of Little Lion Man when Mumford & Sons first hit our shores. Imagine my disappointment when, several weeks later, I was introduced to their debut album, Sigh No More, and realised what I had missed ( Read more... )

Before last night, I had seen Hanson live in concert twice and, while I remember their shows being good, I more associate them with the first time we officially met Del and Rache (Shark Bar, 2004) or became infamous Zinc groupies (Enmore Theatre, 2005) because we were more excited over the support act than the main attraction.

In their previous ( Read more... )

My love affair with Ingrid Michaelson's music was something that just sort of happened. I don't remember how or when, I just remember that it started with The Way I Am, then continued with Keep Breathing and The Chain. So I bought her albums and discovered You And I, The End of the World, Giving Up, and I'm Through. I vowed that when she came back ( Read more... )

I was never an avid Flight of the Conchords fan when it was airing on SBS. I caught a few episodes here and there, but between our intermittent reception and its tumultuous airing times, they were never enough to get me fully invested in the show.

Then a few years ago, I saw a clip of Hiphopopotamus Vs. Rhymenoceros and knew I couldn't wait any ( Read more... )

I remember the first time I heard Prince: the year was 1994, the song was The Most Beautiful Girl in the World and I remember thinking that the clip was filthy and he was just a cheap, tacky Michael Jackson rip-off. I was eleven. My, how times change.

Cut to eighteen years later and I'm sitting in the sixth row of his sold out Allphones Arena ( Read more... )

A year ago, two of my literary pools of awesome independently recommended The Hunger Games, within hours of each other. It was at the same time we were all flooded with emotion over the final Harry Potter film and both said it was a great book to start a new adventure ( Read more... )