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Atlas Sound – Sydney – 19 June 2009

By |June 19th, 2009|Categories: Live Reviews|Tags: , , , , , , , |

I'd be surprised if the majority in attendance were familiar at all with Atlas Sound, but the crammed in masses of which Webcuts was one of the last to make the cut, were calling out requests that even Cox felt too obscure and unplayable.

Various Artists – Dark Was The Night

By |February 24th, 2009|Categories: Album Reviews|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

North America's finest show their charitable side with this awe-inspiring collection. Just call it "No Alternative Part 2".

Who The Hell Are… The Capitalist Youth?

By |October 12th, 2010|Categories: Features, Who the Hell Are|Tags: , , , |

Consider The Capitalist Youth, a trio of former high school classmates who play “acoustic indie rock combining a living room full of misfit instruments with lyrically driven songs about summer camp, existential crises and gubernatorial indiscretions”. They don’t write and play the kind of music that will leave listeners dumbstruck over their redefinition of a genre, but they’re able to adeptly inject something into their music that only a handful of others have done well: humanity, with a laid back sense of humor, and without any of the awkward pauses that come from other bands who get lucky on a song or two and can’t maintain things the rest of the way.

Webcuts Top 20 of 2010 – Part 2

By |January 3rd, 2011|Categories: Features|Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

So that was 2010. What does Webcuts remember most about it? It's hard to say, really. The landscapes shift, the memories flickr and 365 days blur into one long unending soundtrack. One thing our favourite tracks of 2010 all had in common was that they appeared like one night stands that lingered a little longer than usual, almost all of them attached to a singular memory of the song being performed, either from a distance or elbows resting on the stage in mute admiration, or maybe just there emanating from a speaker aimed direct into our inner consciousness, refusing to budge.

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