I don't have much to say. Each day the world changes incredibly fast and the weird paranoid guy from 3 in the morning who plays you weird metal is probably the least qualified to talk about it. A tiny mount of post managed to trickle through from Australia, as evidenced by the newer Atrocity Altar stuff, though I imagine most of the shit I'm waiting on is lost to the ether. I go heavy on some of the weirder electronic post punk shit. It's a time.
The second special edition of Amelia's Secret, seeing you through the rāhui.
Featuring Swedish teens, anti-centrist folk songs, and much dinosaur ambience.
Benny is back, tonight he's joined by Alexander Brown of Wrought Material and Glenn Bowman and Alex Grey of Auckland doom metal act Draulicht, they play us something off their upcoming demo and the show devolves into incessant shit talk, essential listening for those who remember the letters to the editors section of the worst fanzines imaginable.
This week I had the pleasure of having Lord Wurm from Denton, Texas noisecore maniacs The Infernal Legions Of Mordor curating a massive two hour mixtape covering everything from synth pop to hardcore to black metal with a bunch of killer local stuff from his end too; the perfect fit for the show.
We've hit mixtape number thirty in this shithouse year and what better way to celebrate this occasion than to have ol' mate Sebpuku curating the first half of this mix (please excuse all the Australian accents) with a mixture of black and death metal (both classics, the obscure and his own circles), Sydney hip-hop and the goth-ier sides of his pallet. The second side of this tape is me, cobbled together over shifts at my day job and between classes in the crumbling institution I attend.
I tēnei ata kei te Hōtaka Parakuihi: Penelope Noir is here forFashun, talking about evolution of Heavy Metal style; Chabs and Milky come up to chat about their upcoming series of shows around Aotearoa, Goin' Live with Chabs And Milky LIVE!; Suri has a stunning book rec inLoose Reads; and Salene fights the power on behalf of us all in A Room of One's Own, Breakfast's very own tenancy rights segment. Whakarongo mai!