Taking care of this week’s mixtape is Sydney dweller Spookyland. This new kid on the block gained international attention with his debut Silly Fucking Thing, which also copped a bunch of local radio play and soundcloud attention. One to watch, have a listen to this week’s Sunday mixtape courtesy of Spookyland.
Spookyland is releasing a new taste of his heavily anticipated EP, ‘Rock and Roll Weakling’
What do you hope people take from Rock and Roll Weakling?
Something to believe in, if they’re due for that. Something to hate, if they’re due for that.
What’s the most memorable thing that anybody has said about your voice?
There has been a lot of colorful stuff, but I don’t really value or retain all that, I don’t even know what it sounds like any more, to me it sounds like silence.
FBi Radio called you “Sydney’s very own Bob Dylan.” Thoughts?
It pops up a lot, most interviews I do end up being an interview with me, about Bob Dylan. It’s not like I’ve been a caged parrot listening to him chirping and gawking “How does it feel?” over and over and waiting to qualify for the zoo. I understand that it’s a kind of useful point of orientation, I get that, but when it goes from ‘he sounds a bit like’ to ‘he is’ I’m left utterly uncomfortable and ultimately with a bullet hole in my foot, if people go to listen after hearing that hyperbolic comparison, the songs aren’t really being taken in as music, but rather as a survey, ‘does this measure up?’ and the reality is it doesn’t, no one does to Bob Dylan.
What’s your favourite board game?
We had this board game growing up called “Holiday”, you just went on a holiday.
Tell us a bit a bit about the song’s you’ve chosen?
Recorded in Tasmania in some kind of break down, Droning cellos through Marshall amplifiers and doomy drumbeats, this song inspired me to write a book.
A non stop slogger on the road, I’ve followed Lyall’s music from haunting and world weary folk to gritty rompers of celebration. I’m not sure anymore where my myth of the man begins and the feeling from the music ends, but it feels really good.
This song is beautiful. After getting my hands on this record a few years ago I dove head first into 80’s Australian music, looking for the navel. My eyes were opened to some of my now, most prized bands—Still, no songs did what this one does to me. Tim was the herald for me into a wonderful world.
Bradley Cork and the Folklore Mantra were a force to behold. I’d seen them play to varying sizes of crowds but each time they’d take the stage (often the Valve in Tempe) I was taken back to early puberty waiting for nine inch nails to play or something. It’s all dark, it’s all heavy and it’s all believable. I felt the mythology.
I saw My Bloody Valentine a couple of years ago. It was first gig I’d ever paid for and walked out on. I’d loved ‘loveless’ for years, but the performance left me completely empty, I’d never felt more disconnected to a performance. A bit of blood bias with this choice, but this is my brother and guitar player’s Liam’s band. It’s a stand out for me because it rekindles the shoegazer thing for me, it’s serious, theatrical, relatable, lyrically clear (but not too clear) and teeters close to the edge of flat out rock and roll. It takes me back to being drunk on a train as a teenager and listening to ‘methodrone’ by the brian Jonestown massacre for the first time.