If you’ve been in Perth, you’ve probably noticed that I have been in a spectacularly busy patch of shows of late and have been all over the local music press. Half for the sake of keeping them somewhere I won’t lose them, and half in case you want to have a wee look, here’s some of what’s been around. We’ll start with the album review, because if you’re reading this, you should press play on this player (or click through to buy the album) as it would seem to be the obvious soundtrack, no?
An Audience With Tomás Ford
Album Review by Christopher H James, Drum Media Perth #275
Six years gestating, Tomás Ford’s debut album is the culmination of both his studio nous and lessons learned from his convention-challenging live show. After years of obsessively tinkering, Ford has distilled his own sound - a strain of mutant disco, with occasional industrial effects. Suggesting a kind of Jekyll & Hyde split personality might be at work, tracks like Rockets seem to express his optimistic - and dare it be said, feminine - side, whilst cuts such as Too Far bear all the sonic trademarks of a sadistic dungeon master. In conjunction with his evolving recording skills, it’s fascinating to hear how Ford has learnt to use his voice as an instrument, morphing from a fragile plea into a frustrated roar. His best moments arrive when, in the same song, he merges his polar opposites into one polysexual identity, such as during the opener Nice where the listener feels like they’re about to be dragged into something very messy.
A concept album of sorts, An Audience With… re-imagines one of Ford’s volatile live shows, from beginning to sticky end. Along the way, a few old chestnuts are revived, seemingly with red-hot branding irons. The confessional, id-wrestling I Feel Dirty sets the ball rolling, whilst Bash Myself reflects on a career of public degradation, detailing physical exhaustion and embarrassing fails. Climactically, on the crowd-baiting No Reaction, Ford demonstrates his exceptional testicular fortitude by chastising an unresponsive audience and explaining why this is the worst show ever.
Having forged a reputation for probing the boundaries of acceptable onstage behaviour, Ford has delivered, to date, the definitive document of his anti-apathy, techno-disco-cabaret.

I made the cover of X-Press Magazine’s SALT section (above) - you can read that story HERE. They also covered the launch and said some things that were pleasant to read.

FasterLouder also published a pretty exhaustive review of the amazing two-stage party, as did Drum (below). Also included for your enjoyment is a review of a support I did for my long-time heroes Regurgitator.

Hmm, what else? Oh yeah, interviews ran in The West Australian’s The Wire liftout:

Not to mention Drum Media Perth again, who ran a last minute interview in their Members’ Only section:

And then this week reviewed the amazing (for me and apparently their reviewer) Willy Wonka party:

…and there’s a stack more but that’s all the clippings I got. Still more craziness to come, I’m off up north to Geraldton this weekend to play Saturday night at The Provincial, so if you’re in town stop by. Then some hosting gigs for Tropfest on sunday at FTI and Gozzy Rock next weekend (with the splendid Abbe May headlining), before my epic acoustic cabaret at Mojo’s next sunday night with the one and only Dave Graney.
Then I sleep. Oh, no, wait, that’s when the east coast madness starts to kick in. Wheeeeeeeeee!