Art is ephemeral. The text changes out from under you. Particularly when the text is a Severed Heads album.
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Art is ephemeral. The text changes out from under you. Particularly when the text is a Severed Heads album.
Read MoreThe punishment of luxury is in the air for all to see. And it’s ugly now, and it’s getting worse every day. Hey! Hey! Hey!
Read MoreFrom the cellulose nitrate days of music video.
Read MoreTwenty deadly diseases.
Read MoreSevered Heads, Snog, frogs and Ikea rats.
Read MoreAnd headphones up your nose.
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Read MoreWhy? Tom Ellard, pretty much.
Read MoreI’ve seen Severed Heads three times. First time was Perth in late ‘91 on the Volition Records “An Intro To Techno” package tour. At this point “techno” still specifically referred to original Detroit techno; the pounding four-on-the-floor stuff the KLF were topping the charts with was various hyphenations of “-house”. Volition almost certainly meant something a bit more like “industrial”, but for some reason people then seemed reluctant to say that word with a straight face.
Read MoreOldies but goodies from Tom Ellard of Severed Heads, on the trouble with fan spaces (I was on the email list version for a
Read MoreThe Forum is one of Melbourne’s many stylish venues. Built in the 1920s it has a baroque level of art nouveau features with a
Read MoreI’ve seen a lot of the stuff before over the years but It’s All Good, and Tom Ellard (and I presume Stephen Jones) did a sterling effort transcribing it all to VCD for the big cinema screen. I think the coarse resolution of the old stuff just makes it look more organic and gritty, and suits the nature of the thing. Others disagreed, but some geeks just won’t be told.
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