These two jumbo music books are sitting on the nightstand, ready to be plowed through over the course of the winter.

There’s “SUB POP USA”, which has very little to do with the successful label of the same name and instead with the fanzine Sub Pop, or Subterranean Pop, which Bruce Pavitt published nine issues of from 1980-1983. I’ve never seen that mag before, but all 9 of ‘em are here. Pavitt then carried on with a column for Seattle’s free rocknroll rag The Rocket from 1983 to 1988, before ramping up the label. Those columns – and more – are all here as well.

The second book is the first printed matter from HoZac Books, and it’s called “NOISE IN MY HEAD: Voices From The Ugly Australian Underground”. It’s by Jimi Kritzler, and it documents the most recent 5-10 years of of Australian rock grunt. Everything from Total Control to UV Race to Fabulous Diamonds (yeah!) to a dozen others I’m not entirely familiar with. Yet.

I’ll emerge from the bed in 2015 to tell you about both books, all right? In the meantime, you can order each at the links.


SOUTHERN COMFORT are the Sydney, Australia-based progeny of Angie Bermuda of the bands Straight Arrows, her own “Angie” and Ruined Fortune.

Their fantastic second 45’s been a big, big hit in my house for weeks now. Awash in swirling baths of guitar and lovely dual vocals that float over two exceptionally well-constructed pop-psych numbers, it’s almost like they’re planting a tempting stake in the ground for paisley underground, round three. It’s better than The Tourists’ single and almost nearly as good as Salvation Army’s – how about that?


Total minimalist electro-scuzz from a lost gluewave/punk act purportedly from LA called SPIDER, who released this one only a half-decade ago (2008) on a 6-song 12"EP. I need someone to tell me more about the glories of Spider. Did they ever play live? Is it true that this is a member of Seattle’s The Spits, a girlfriend, and a drum machine? Talk to me.


I seem to have acquired some songs by the defunct all-female French post punk-ish band MIL MASCARAS that were never commercially available. In fact, none of their stuff was until their posthumous EP released on Hozac last year, which alerted many of us to what a great thing we’d all missed over the previous decade.

This 2005 hard-charger is called “Best Trip”, and it deserves an official release of its own, wouldn’t you say?