Leave Bieber Alone

A few years ago my brother and I were driving around and saw one of those stoopid pink stretch hummers. I remember my brother saying something like “Whoever is in that car, I want to punch in the face!” and I said “It’s probably a 16 year old girl on the way to her formal.” Remorselessly, he goes “Yeah, probably.” And I said “… so you want to punch a 16 year old girl in the face?”

To me it seemed excessive.

Anyways, let me guess – you don’t like Justin Bieber? No? More than that? You hate the guy? You want to kick him repeatedly in the testicles while shoving that microphone down his throat (essentially choking him on his livelihood)? Or would you rather stab him in the jugular with a smashed up VB bottle, rip out his hair then shit on his lifeless corpse?

Well if that’s what you want to do, you’re nothing more than a big meanie. There. I said it.

There’s nothing wrong with Justin Bieber. I don’t listen to his music, I don’t care if other people do and I certainly don’t care if he makes it. It doesn’t affect me. In fact, in my regular life I very rarely come across anything that has anything to do with him except one thing: I always come across people bagging him out. If people didn’t constantly rip into him I probably wouldn’t even know who he was. But the crazy thing is people don’t just rip into him. They seriously fucking hate the guy with the intensity you’d expect if Hitler (or Jesus) came back from the dead.

Why? …more

Follow The White Rabbit – Wormwood Interview

Tucked away in a hole in the wall, not too far from Sydney’s Central Station is a fantastic venue called The Loft. The Loft plays host to a bunch of great shows and more importantly, it is home to one of Sydney’s most unique music and visual events, Wormwood. We caught up with curator Kimb Galceran recently to discuss all things Wormwood, absinthe & psychedelia prior to the next Wormwood happening this Thursday the 7th April.


Hi Kimb. Tell us a bit about the roots of Wormwood, Absinthe & Psychedelia and how it came about.

Hey Dripping Acid Airwaves!

I’d always organised events here and there and had been wanting a regular night but I was just a bit too lazy and hesitant to put a foot forward, I like things to take form in their own way rather than feel forced and that worked in this case – an old friend asked if I’d like to host a Thursday night spot at The Loft at UTS and without even seeing the venue I said yes. …more

Why Job-Hunting is Like Having Your Soul Sucked Out From Under Your Fingernails by a High-Powered Vacuum Cleaner

Anyone who has spent any reasonably lengthy period of time ‘looking for work’ can tell you that there is a fundamental difference between being ‘unemployed’ and being a ‘job-hunter’.  Saying you’re unemployed is a less guilty way of saying “I don’t have to go to work today or any day” It’s like being on a holiday that has no foreseeable end. It’s a world without alarms, fixed time lunch-breaks, and mundane office banter. Being unemployed epitomises the adage of ‘living the dream’.  When you’re unemployed, the volunteer work you’ve always felt guilty about avoiding starts to become something that you might actually begin to start to think about considering. When you’re unemployed you can have beer on your cereal when there’s no milk because when you’re unemployed, you’re your own boss. In short, being unemployed gives you the freedom to be master of your own domain.

Now before you all go marching into your boss’s offices brandishing an active fire extinguisher and start yelling obscenities at photos of their children in a quest to make yourself one of the unemployed ‘lucky ones’, there’s something you have to know. There is a catch.  Being unemployed quite unfortunately goes hand-in-hand with another fish entirely, known commonly as ‘looking for work’.  Whoever the person was who compared this soul-crushing exercise with the sport of tracking and killing living things by referring to it as ‘job-hunting’ will know what I’m talking about. Job-hunting is ruthless, cutthroat, and the punter with the sharpest sword won’t necessarily end up being the one to slay the beast. …more

Introducing Your Two New Best Friends…

Dripping Acid Airwaves is super excited to be able to fill you in on something we have been working on for a little while now…

We are happy to tell you guys that two new contributors will be jumping aboard the DAA ship, so please welcome Tarynasaurus Rexx and Alfred Hipcock!

Tarynasaurus Rexx currently resides in a small town on the other side of the world, affably referred to as London, you probably haven’t heard of it. She is going to dazzle you with her European adventures, how ever big or small they may be, we promise you’ll be entertained by her scribblings.

Alfred Hipcock is another Sydney-sider who, funnily enough, enjoys a cider, although not as much as his pet Lizard. He’s currently based in Redfern and will be more than happy to tell you what’s on his mind, we’re sure you’ll enjoy his funny quips/rants as much as we do.

We are ridiculously honoured to have two awesome minds join the DAA team and you will be hearing from both of the new family members in the next few days.

Prepare yourself for some mind-blowing shit.

Inside Out Project

One of our soon-to-be DAA contributors recently sent us a link to this extraordinary video, which I later found out is part of a global street art project called Inside Out. So impressed by the footage of this work-in-progress global paste up mission, we had to learn more and share it with you.

According to their website, ”Inside Out is a large-scale participatory art project that transforms messages of personal identity into pieces of artistic work. Everyone is challenged to use black and white photographic portraits to discover, reveal and share the untold stories and images of people around the world. These digitally uploaded images will be made into posters and sent back to the project’s co-creators for them to exhibit in their own communities. People can participate as an individual or in a group; posters can be placed anywhere, from a solitary image in an office window to a wall of portraits on an abandoned building or a full stadium. These exhibitions will be documented, archived and viewable virtually.”

Get involved here.

Punk Goes Stadium Tour

So it’s at the Ent Cent, notoriously the worst venue in Sydney to watch live music. Although it will be kinda strange to see a hardcore show there, to be honest, I couldn’t give two craps where it is happening – i’m just glad that this IS happening. Hope you all got your tix this morning!

Hanging With Deftones

If you are familiar with Dripping Acid Airwaves  then you will have probably noticed by now that we have a bit of love for a Sacramento based band called Deftones. OK, a lot of love. I’m talking bedroom moshpits and singalongs since age 15 (and still going strong) kinda shit. Luckily for us, they were in the country recently for a run of main stage appearances on the Big Day Out tour as well as a couple of sell out headline shows. Whilst they were in the country, we were damn lucky to spend some time with Abe and Frank from the band prior to their sold out show at the UNSW Roundhouse. It was both exhilerating and intimidating. Would they be cool? Or would they be arrogant wankers? Luckily, they were nothing short of awesome. It was so refreshing to find that that muscians we idolised were unpretentious, candid and just plain friendly, it felt like having a chat with friends, rather than treading on eggshells, we got to ask them real questions and got real answers. And yes, we met Chino!

Hey, how are you guys going? It’s great to chat to you both, we are huge Deftones fans. We caught you guys at both Sydney Big Day Outs, it looked like you had heaps of fun up there.

Abe: It was hot, it was fucking hot, man. It was a blast but it was goddamn, fucking, brutal… fucked up. I was just hurting, so bad.

You had a wet towel wrapped around your head for a while there.

Abe: That was all part of the act (laughs).

At least you looked like you were enjoying yourselves, apart from the brutal heat how has Big Day Out been treating you so far? …more

Bed Bugs; Your Ticket To The Madhouse

‘Sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite’ is a phrase that now makes me shudder, what was once a myth to me, a saying repeated at bedtime that made me giggle as a child, is now well and truly a horrible reality. Over the past year we have had a constant struggle to rid our apartment of bedbugs. Note to self, never let a couple of backpackers that you don’t know - who have been staying in hostels – stay at your place again.

To say that they have been ruining our lives wouldn’t be far off the truth. After moving apartments, throwing away our mattress, bed base, sheets, pillows, quilts, towels and washing EVERY single item we owned, and culling many, many clothes, we thought we were rid of those little blood-suckers. We moved into our new place, with a new bed, fresh new linen and memory foam pillows, we started prematurely celebrating the hours of sleep we would now gain, and the paranoia that would hopefully fade away.

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La Dispute, To The North at The Annandale Hotel 14/1/2011

There is something invigorating about attending a show at The Annandale, the sticky floor, the overgrown outdoor area, mixed with the aroma of sweat, Thai food and beer… it makes you feel as though there are still live venues in Sydney that have a hope in hell of remaining the icons they have been for decades. On Friday night, The Annandale was taken hostage by Hira Hira, Between the Devil and the Deep, To the North and the enigmatic five piece from Grand Rapids, Michigan, La Dispute.

Hailing from a water-logged Brisbane, To the North played a raw and energetic set, sure to have forged a new lot of followers. Touring with La Dispute in 2009 and again this year, the bands’ comfort on stage and their energy was what drew the focus of the crowd, nodding along to tracks from their recently released full length album, Lustre. To the North seamlessly provided the perfect segway for the ambitious and excited headliners, La Dispute. …go on, keep reading

Deftones Sydney 2011

Cinnamon Girl and I interviewed our all time faves Deftones yesterday afternoon backstage of the UNSW Roundhouse. Saying that we were bricking it for days in advance would be the understatement of the century.

When your childhood idols turn out however to be not only genuinely awesome and down to earth guys, but actually interested in your questions and conversation, I cannot begin to explain the relief and downright joy that pumped through our veins. On a natural high all afternoon, as i’m sure you can understand, beers and tequila up at the Doncaster were in order. With grins reminiscent of our great city’s famous bridge, we headed back to the venue a few hours later to be smashed by this 23 track set that can be described as nothing short of mind blowing. It was possibly the greatest night of my life. Exhausted.

Birthmark
Engine No. 9
One Weak
Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)
My Own Summer (Shove It)
Lhabia
Around the Fur
Digital Bath
Hexagram
Minerva
Bloody Cape
Diamond Eyes
CMD/CTRL
Royal
Sextape
Rocket Skates
You’ve Seen The Butcher
Beauty School
Hole in the Earth
Kimdracula
Change (In the House of Flies)
Passenger
Encore:
7 Words

Interview to follow, we have a LOT of transcribing to do….