Showing posts with label Deep Sea Arcade. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deep Sea Arcade. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Bull vs. dog


I've been like a dog with a bone, listening nonstop to Andy Bull's song "Dog" - i just can't get enough of it. So i was pleased as punch to read the story behind the song on his blog.

For those who are like a bull in a china shop for Andy - then you can check him out this Friday night at Spectrum on Oxford Street. Hopefully he'll be joined by some of his mates that helped him with his new Ep including - Lisa Mitchell, Little Red, Adrian Deutsch, Hungry Kids of Hungary or Deep Sea Arcade.

Now i'll stop with all the terrible animal puns...

Friday, August 13, 2010

OAF! OAF! It's music time

Below the flashing fluorescent lights and hustling high heeled feet of Oxford Street is the dandily delicious Oxford Art Factory [OAF]. A space free of shitty R&B "DJ's" and instead it's a sizzling hotbed of artistic endeavour, living up to it's namesake - Warhol's swinging 60's factory.

Live music bounces off the exposed brick walls and polished concrete floors almost every night of the week. I've broken the soles of many shoes in manic dancing to the likes of Matt & Kim, New Young Pony Club, Dappled Cities, El Guincho and WhoMadeWho.

Luckily for me i've just bought some boots, as there's a string of must see bands gracing the stage in the next few weeks - who says Sydney sleeps through the winter?







Sunday, April 25, 2010

The Case of the Deep Sea Arcade

Who needs CSI with their fancy pants computers and brooding close ups? Say nay to the microscopic clues found imbedded the gut lining of a decaying corpse a la “Bones” style.



She went from immaculately curled hair, pearls, high heels, and elegant dresses to bellbottoms and red head in the 1970’s to short skirts and college romances in the 2000’s.


I favour the Nancy of the 1960’s – a couple of battered copies of “The Nancy Drew Mystery Stories” found one summer in an op-shop lead to a frenzy of reading.

While watching RAGE the other morning, Deep Sea Arcade’s video clip brought back memories of Nancy - the sharp suits with skinny ties, the trusty flash light - looks like a mystery is brewing in the dark gloomy woods…