yes siree, next thursday 17th March sees the redneck lounge open its doors at La Boheme Grote Street Adelaide for a bit of country, southern rock, punk, lounging, beer drinking music as we launch not one but four different zines. Sprak!, Corrupt Me, Analogue Apocolypse and Feminista. $4 gets you in the door and gives you a choice of two zines. the others you can of course buy as well, we wont mind. there's a bar, zines to read, people to talk to and Mark Of The Beast and Kami are the DJs for the night. So expect a damn good time.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
redneck lounge goes live!
yes siree, next thursday 17th March sees the redneck lounge open its doors at La Boheme Grote Street Adelaide for a bit of country, southern rock, punk, lounging, beer drinking music as we launch not one but four different zines. Sprak!, Corrupt Me, Analogue Apocolypse and Feminista. $4 gets you in the door and gives you a choice of two zines. the others you can of course buy as well, we wont mind. there's a bar, zines to read, people to talk to and Mark Of The Beast and Kami are the DJs for the night. So expect a damn good time.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
redneck lounging
REDNECK LOUNGING
I got Joe Walsh cranked up loud
a block of wood under one corner
of the turntable
to keep it balanced
blue singlet and cold beer
sitting on a deck chair
flicking through old boxing magazines
no one home but me
I was white trash once
but now I’m middle class
suburban husband
school concerts and Saturday morning sports
I don’t fall down drunk anymore
or throw cups of warm beer
at the band
and I would never
get behind the wheel of a car
whilst drunk
these days I offer coffee to my friends
as we talk about the better
private schools
and circle dates on the calendar
for playtime & sports days & family
commitments
but on days when I’m alone
I get the block of wood just right
throw three cans of beer
in the freezer
slide Joe or Lynyrd
out of their sleeve
and watch the needle drop
I walk over to that patch
of weeds and clover
I’m cultivating behind the shed
and I piss away that first beer
as Rocky Mountain Way kicks in
lounging it redneck style
until the front door opens
and I have to turn the stereo down
and put my collar back on