Worker bee musician, organiser, promoter, friend of Joni & Elton & Tanya, collaborator with dozens more, ultimate Pacific Northwest represent, and no mean songwriter and singer, Brandi Carlile can do, and does, a lot. Including playing at the Super Bowl. She’s currently on tour through the USA, a tour which is unlikely to make it to Australia, so Wind Back Wednesday looks to fill the gap somewhat. Not a show but an interview with Carlile from 2020 that originally ran in three

Dave Warner and friends from The Suburbs. THE MAN WHO HAS BOTH an honours degree majoring in psychology and a proto-punk band in Perth called Pus on his resume, one David Robert – but we shall call him Dave – Warner, has behind him a large French poster for one of the Indiana Jones movies, alongside some books, records and other paraphernalia of your artsy type who has written a score of books and some films alongside quite a few albums. He looks like the even cheerier altern

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“There’s a great Irish philosopher called John Moriaty who talks a lot about the importance of doing things that don’t make any sense, what they can actually do for your life.” Glen Hansard: 1970-2026. “Darling, you simply must, I insist, come and see The Frames. I won’t forgive you if you don’t but you will thank me. They are simply divine.” In the second half of 2002, my friend Gaynor Crawford, promoter, publicist, woman of impeccable taste, holder of great loves and even g

PERRY KEYES The Alison Bend (EH Records) MOMENTS DON’T TELL YOU EVERYTHING; too many things happen, have happened, can still happen to be definitive. We know this, right? See someone at their worst and that’s not them; catch a slice of bad luck and that can’t be the only luck you’ll get; a word hurled mid-fight isn’t the way you really feel, or not all the time, or not the only thing you’re feeling anyway; mistakes you’ve made are not impossible to recover from, won’t be he

Ross Wilson as captured by Stuart Spence Here we have the next instalment in What Comes To Mind, an alternative series in the Wind Back Wednesday space, based on the work of the brilliant photographer Stuart Spence, whose not-so-secret goal was to dig into my brain or soul or what might pass for both. Each time, he pulls out a photo from his archives going back almost 50 years and challenges me to respond with what comes to mind when I look at that image. It might be serious

BUDJERAH Gentleman (Warner) THIS IS A CLASSY debut album from Budjerah Slabb, a Coodjinburra man from the Bundjalung nation up north in NSW, who has been on the radar for three years and a set of increasingly more confident singles but wisely chose not to rush into a big statement too early. Not that you’d call this a big statement exactly, more a declaration of interests that sets his direction. What Slabb is offering is contemporary-ish R&B (tinged with gospel and Stevie

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Two Phils for the price of one (item shown not as promised in the Australian show). The creative genius is evident from the very start of the email, questionable use of ellipses and all: Su.. Su.. Sussudio..! it positively screams at us. Yeah baby, that’s a headline. Then there is the name of the show which will hit the heights of Wyong Leagues and Liverpool Catholic Club later this year: Phil x Phil. Oh yes, two Phils for the price of one, a multiplication that surely gives