Tabla de contenidos para April 2016 en Rolling Stone Australia

Led Zeppelin at Madison Square Garden, 1973 TV VERSION In the show’s pilot, set in 1973, Richie Finestra (Bobby Cannavale) visits Robert Plant at the Garden to talk him into signing with his label. Later, we see cameras filming as the band blasts through “Somethin’ Else”. REAL STORY Zep played three sold-out shows at the Garden in July 1973, shot for the concert doc The Song Remains the Same. ‘Maury Gold’ TV VERSION Finestra’s first boss, seen in flashbacks, is a label owner with ties to thugs with Italian surnames. REAL STORY The character is likely based on Morris Levy, the notorious boss of Roulette Records. Levy had links to the Genovese crime family and allegedly terrified and swindled Tommy James. Kool Herc and the birth of hip-hop TV VERSION…

“December 16th, 1983: I’d been shooting bands for a couple of years and was tired of grabbing a quick photo in some alleyway, or hotel room or seedy backstage area,” says snapper Francine McDougall. “I was determined to mix it up. I have no idea how I managed to convince these guys to let me photograph them in their Speedos while falling backwards into Sydney’s ‘Boy’ Charlton swimming pool, but it happened! They were super reluctant to do it, would only do it once, but were ultimately good sports. I remember thinking that they’ll look back on this photo years later and be happy that they did . . .”…

Boerdam laughs at telling an early interviewer: “If you took our music and made a painting you’d call it Violent Soho.” THE FIRST INDICATION THAT LUKE Boerdam lives in this converted worker’s cottage in the West End pocket of Brisbane is the sign at the top of the stairs: “Kristie and Luke”. Violent Soho’s frontman and his wife have lived in this charming if slightly ramshackle two bedroom house since moving from Fortitude Valley in February 2015. Walk through the front door and you’re immediately in the living room, a cosy space with worn wooden floorboards, a couch, a book shelf, a coffee table and a flat-screen TV, on which Boerdam was, until a few minutes ago, watching a documentary about World War II (“I don’t think there’s anything more…

“We’re gonna do our thing,” Martin says of Coldplay. “If you don’t like it, I don’t mind. Play PlayStation.” ON A SUN- kissed afternoon at the beginning of the year, Chris Martin hops out of his chauffeured SUV at a luxury beachfront hotel and stands on the Santa Monica boardwalk, inhaling deeply. “Isn’t it beautiful?” he says, taking in the golden sand and the Pacific. “Amazing day.” As it happens, “Amazing Day” is also a song by Martin’s band, Coldplay, from their new album, A Head Full of Dreams – Exhibit A that Martin is very much in person the way he seems in his lyrics: exuberant, a little corny and easily amazed. Martin stretches his legs and takes a minute to soak in the sun. He’s got a swimmer’s…

THE 9/11 TRIAL will, if it happens at all, take place on a patch of dust in the Caribbean, within a high-security facility you can enter only with a notebook and pen (and just one pen), and observe from behind a wall of triple-thick glass. Anyone who wishes to attend will have to first be approved by the Pentagon’s Office of Military Commissions, the entity in charge of the offshore war court at Guantanamo Bay. It takes three hours and 20 minutes to fly to Guantanamo via military charter from Andrews Air Force Base. A 20-minute ferry ride then takes visitors from Gitmo’s airport across the bay to Camp Justice, an almost $12 million tent city built on an abandoned airstrip and housing the heavily fortified maze of trailers, fences…

Iggy Pop Post Pop Depression Caroline Meet the new gang. They’re not quite as basic black as the Ramones-chic cover shot might suggest. In his first non-Stooges rock record since 2003, Iggy Pop’s straight-shooting lyrics make their bed in the rather more rich and undulating musical terrain of producer Josh Homme. From the echoing garage rock fanfare of “Break Into Your Heart”, it’s clear who’s calling the shots. Pop’s wildly oscillating baritone is a declaration of intent backed up by that most persuasive of credentials: survival. The band – add Homme’s QOTSA comrade Dean Fertita and Arctic Monkeys drummer Matt Helders – limber up on “Gardenia”: a sinewy, rumbling rocker about a girl with “an hourglass ass”. It’s the single, but possibly the most disposable track. Go figure. A rock…

MUSIC RICK RUBIN: MY LIFE IN 20 SONGS The Def Jam co-founder reflects on more than 30 years of producing classic records, from the Beastie Boys’ Licensed to Ill, LL Cool J’s Radio and the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ Blood Sugar Sex Magik to the Dixie Chicks’ Taking the Long Way and Kanye West’s Yeezus. “There’s a time to strip back an artist’s sound,” Rubin says, “but sometimes it makes sense to do the exact opposite.” EXCLUSIVE HENRY WAGONS PERFORMS ACOUSTIC Showcasing songs from his first solo album, Henry Wagons strips things back in the Rolling Stone offi ces. RECAP THE WALKING DEAD S6 IN-DEPTH We know that talking about The Walking Dead is almost as good as watching it before someone spoils it for you, so we get in…

Despite having a recording studio at the back of his Sydney home, Josh Pyke says he found it hard to listen to music as much as he’d liked to before he got his Sonos system. “It’s changed the way I listen to music,” says Pyke. “Now I can be out the back, streaming music from my record player or Apple Music, and I can switch it through to the kitchen and keep listening while I cook dinner for the family.” Pyke has an interesting configuration in his home. He has PLAY:3s in his kitchen and dining areas, and a PLAY:5 in his studio with a CONNECT hooked up to his turntable to blast some obscure old school vinyl he’s collected over the years (like his rare Nirvana “Come As You…

IT’S A LATE JANUARY AFTERNOON and there’s a storm brewing over Sydney; one of those fuck-everything-in-its-path storms that springs from nowhere to mock a morning that was all clear skies and sunshine. As a huge peal of thunder rolls over the city, DMA’s guitarist and songwriter Matt Mason looks across the empty top-floor bar of a laid-back inner-Sydney hotel and says, “I forgot to shut my window, man – I am fucked.” As the big rain begins to fall and everyone turns back to their drinks, it’s obvious that Mason and mates Tommy O’Dell and Johnny Took are not what you’d expect from a band that has been tagged, since day one, as “hype”. After their debut EP landed just outside iTunes’ Top Ten in 2014, the trio have weathered…

WHEN STEVE BERKOWITZ saw Jeff Buckley performing at Sin-é cafe in New York’s East Village in early 1992, he knew this was the moment he’d been waiting for all his working life. “I used to play and sing in a band,” he starts, “but at one point I thought, ‘OK, I’m not all that.’ My goal in life was to work with musicians who are great or hold the potential for greatness. And Jeff Buckley, well, this guy really had the potential for greatness.” Today Berkowitz is, amongst other things, a Grammy-winning producer, but in 1992 he was working in A&R at Columbia Records when he strolled into Sin-é. “There were four or five people, and a guy in a T-shirt in the corner playing a Telecaster,” he says. “And…

‘ONE SECOND – I’M GOING TO grab a beer so I’ll feel relaxed and tell you our secrets,” Ana García Perrote says with a laugh. The 21-year-old singer-guitarist is backstage at a theatre in Lille, France, killing time before she hits the stage with the Madrid-based quartet Hinds. Their shows are ridiculously fun garage-rock rave-ups – much like their debut LP, Leave Me Alone – and lately the crowds have been wilder than ever, which is just how Hinds like it. “Our audiences used to be more shy,” Perrote says after finding a drink. “But now people know that if you go to a Hinds show, you can dance as much as you want and feel free for an hour.” Hinds began in the summer of 2011, when Perrote and…

‘MOOD LIGHTING – WE need mood lighting,” Bruce Springsteen says from the stage at the Consol Energy Center in Pittsburgh. Then he turns to his left and shouts, “Professor!” – the singer’s nickname for E Street Band pianist Roy Bittan, who begins his long signature introduction to the ballad “Point Blank” from Springsteen’s 1980 double album, The River. As the rest of the E Street Band takes up the song’s walking-wounded rhythm, Springsteen is aptly lit at his mic, half in shadow, like a New Jersey-boardwalk Sinatra in a T-shirt, jeans and loosely laced work boots. It is the start of Springsteen’s final rehearsal before he and the E Street Band open a 24-date tour here the following night. The concerts, their first in almost two years, will feature complete…

GABRIELLACOHEN SOUNDS LIKE: A lovesick guitar-pop caffeine overdose FOR FANS OF: Moses Gunn Collective, the Shangri-Las, drive-in cinemas WHY YOU SHOULD PAY ATTENTION: An envoy of Queensland’s fertile indie scene and lead singer of Brisbane duo the Furrs, Gabriella Cohen is a recent transplant to Melbourne. Cohen makes good on the promise of last year’s Updated Regurgitated Sever EP with full-length solo debut Full Closure and No Details. An album about “all the love business, and all those tragic things”, it’s a zesty gumbo of styles and flavours, throwing up snatches of girl group and doo-wop melodies underwritten by BVs from some of Brisbane’s finest, including producer Kate Dillon (Full Flower Moon Band) and Bella Carroll (Moses Gunn Collective). Cohen’s own hypnotic vocal swings from Kate Bush theatricality (“Yesterday”) to…

The Drones Feelin Kinda Free Tropical Fuckstorm The Horror! The Horror! Even the guitars sound tortured in the psychic prison of “Private Execution”, an Indonesian nightmare with a squalling slasher movie soundtrack. “Let’s change the topic before I get misanthropic,” Gareth Liddiard sneers in the bilious denunciation of a “fixed civilisation”. But it’s too late to play nice. “Taman Shud” is the sickening sound of a moral compass shattering under jackboots and Blundstones. “You came here in a boat you fucking cunt” is the insult that damns us all. So goes the poisonous pitch of the Drones’ seventh album, a stream of invective for centuries of violence, idiocy and possibly an ex-girlfriend or two: “To Think That I Once Loved You” employs the kind of lovely madrigal chorus one might…

Stones: Red-Hot in Chile! After two weeks of L.A. rehearsals, the Rolling Stones arrived at soundcheck at Estadio Nacional in Santiago, Chile, for opening night of their South American tour. “I’m excited to go some places I’ve never been – Peru, Bolivia,” said Ronnie Wood. “It’ll be good fun!” Before the tour, the band also reportedly squeezed in studio time for its first album since 2005. “It’s my pulse – being in the studio and kicking ideas about,” Keith Richards said recently. “It’s still a turn-on!” BEYONCÉ’S FIELD OF DREAMS Beyoncé floored the crowd during the Pepsi Super Bowl 50 Halftime Show at Levi’s Stadium on February 7th in San Francisco. As far as halftime performances go, Bey kicked it out of the park. Chris Martin, not so much... APPLE…

SYDNEY QUINTET TONIGHT ALIVE weren’t afraid to set ambitious goals for their new LP, Limitless. “We wanted to create something timeless and iconic,” says frontwoman Jenna McDougall. “We decided to do something musically that isn’t being done now and hasn’t been done for a long time.” That meant abandoning the punk-inf lected sound that has won the band a global fanbase over the past five years and reaching for the stadium territory occupied by U2 and Coldplay. Limitless is unashamedly anthemic and deliberately inspirational; an album for kids who have rejected rock & roll’s self-destructive narrative and are searching for something uplifting. McDougall grew up in Sydney’s religious Hills District and joined Tonight Alive when she was 16 because she felt like a social outcast. “I was at an all-girls…

“Australia has an incredible, living, breathing scene that is innovative and unique.” I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO SPEAK AT the 2016 AMP. I happily accepted. The reasons for this are multi-fold. It doesn’t take much to get me to visit Australia. I think it is a perfect patch of territory. Also, hopefully, I will have the chance to thank Australians for Australian music, which makes up a lot of my listening and what I put into my radio shows. Sometimes, I have to assure the listeners that I am not secretly Australian as I play so much music from in romance, that’s probably way off but maybe not. I think that the sheer distance from other populated land masses, with all their noisy pop culture preciousness, fads, booms and busts,…

‘Vinyl’ has a great sense of American sleaze – it revels in the details of how money gets cranked from the music machine. WELCOME TO NEW YORK, 1973: The spirit of rock & roll is a cesspool of money, drugs and bodily f luids. Vinyl is the excellent and hotly awaited new HBO tale of the Seventies music business, executive-produced by the glimmer twins of Martin Scorsese and Mick Jagger, along with The Sopranos’ Terence Winter. The mobbed-up record labels are trying to squeeze every last drop of blood they can get from what’s left of the Sixties. On the streets, punk and hip-hop are just starting to fester. Up in the boardrooms, it’s business as usual – a promo hustler drops by to visit his favourite radio DJ, giving…

“Kids in Brad’s grade would gather around him and chant, ‘Poor boy’,” Matt Shultz says. “I felt an extreme conviction on the first record to get out of this town.” THIS PLACE was everything to me and Brad,” Matt Shultz says as heavy rain pounds the windshield of his SUV. Shultz, the singer in the modern-rock band Cage the Elephant, has parked in the lot of a garden-apartment complex in Bowling Green, Kentucky, next to a building where he and Cage guitarist Brad Shultz, his older brother, spent their childhoods in the late Eighties and the Nineties. “I wonder what it looks like inside,” Matt, 32, says, looking up at his old home on the second floor. Wiry and talkative with light-brown hair framing still-boyish features, Matt laughs as he…

MUM MOVED MY TWO SIS- ters and me to the appropriately named town of Flushing on the outskirts of Flint, Michigan, in 1980. My dad had just been killed in a plane crash, and she reasoned my Flint uncle would serve as a surrogate father. That didn’t happen; he was a good man, but he had two boys of his own. We arrived just in time to watch a city die, as the auto industry disintegrated like a Chevette hitting a wall. This was only good for Michael Moore. It did give me unfettered access to the Flint River. My uncle was a dentist, and his mansion was built on the proceeds of General Motors’ generous medical plan. His house was adjacent to the Flushing Valley Golf Club, which bordered…

The Bricks That Built The Houses Kate Tempest Bloomsbury Those aware of Kate Tempest will be alive to her piquant insight into the ordinary desperation of Brits through verse and delivery, in particular her epic poem Brand New Ancients. Thus her debut novel is a feast of metaphors, funny and fulfilling, shifting speeds and points of view, describing one of her love triangle as “A knife amongst all the flesh. The kind of woman that starts chaos in strangers all day.” The book heaves with this kind of magic as Becky (dancer, masseuse, bi) meets Harry (female, high end drug dealer, gay) and Pete (Harry’s brother, thoughtful loser, straight), entering a relationship with the latter. Parents, friends and contacts all get detailed backstories as Tempest ‘builds the houses’ that line…

Mr. Robot Rami Malek, Christian Slater Created by Sam Esmail Whoa, where did this come from? Rest assured, that’s a natural reaction to a spiky, black-comic conspiracy thriller that’s equal parts Taxi Driver, 12 Monkeys and Fight Club. Rami Malek is your antihero Elliot, a hoodiewearing, genius-level, depressed, drug-addicted and deeply antisocial cyber engineer who works for world-dominating E Corp while running a sideline as a self-styled vigilante hacker. But his bleak life is turned upside down – and given hope – when he’s approached by the mysterious Mr. Robot to join hacktivist group ‘fsociety’ and bring down “Evil Corp”. Elliot is the best new male TV character in ages (it’d be great to see him hook up with Jessica Jones) and Malek is charismatic and captivating with his haunted…