Many say this generation of young adults are reverting to the ’60s and ’70s in their choice of music, but are we heading back in time with how we party on a Saturday night? Continue reading Is live music in Adelaide dying out?
A sticky concoction of Red Bull and water splatters onto my already cider-stained, denim jacket as I plunge my wrinkled, prune-like hands into a large tub of ice. Continue reading Why you should stop being a punter and start getting paid to attend festivals instead
We need the artists, they do not need the machinery of the music industry. Continue reading You need me, man, I don’t need you