Part of what will be known as the Great Australian Psychedelic Expansion, Bananagun is more incense and lava lamps than strobes and smoke machines.

Double Date With Death are loud and Canadian, and they don’t care if you don’t understand their French howling. They have a double date to get to.

If you’re wondering if Acid Tongue is about having a particularly caustic wit, or about some sort of psychedelic dosage, the answer is yes.

The Woolly Bushmen may look young, but they sound like a rusted IROC Camaro with a busted manifold roaring out of the 7-11 parking lot.

Restless Ones (Partisan Records). Review by Rose Petralia.

Jen Cray flings off a bit of friendly vomit at The Social – who cares? Enduring horrible bodily fluids is but a small price to pay when The Gaslight Anthem’s in town.

The Mountain (Fat Possum). Review by Jen Cray.

Lucinda Williams may very well be one of the great American songwriters, but – as Jen Cray discovered – being an amazing artist doesn’t always promise an awe-inspiring live show.