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  • plater live fawniaMichael Plater live. Fawnia photo. 

    Now, there are a few of you out there who read The I-94 Bar regularly. You may have noticed I'm rather a fan of Australian musician/songwriters Michael Plater and Tim Hudspith.

    Plater's music spans various indie, gothic folk, country and “noir” influences, and his first two albums “Exit Keys” (2012) and “Mythologies” (2016) have received worldwide critical acclaim. Hudspith plays guitar with  Goldentone, Colourhweel, The Low-Fi Cowboys, Death Valley PTA and Dead Eyed Seraphim and is a solo artist in his own right. 

    This month Melbourne-based Plater and Adelaidian Hudspith (a Ballarat expat) will be touring select interstate venues with intertwining dates, plus some shows in their own right at the end. So, Sydneysiders, Brisvegas residents, Canbrites and Newkies, get out of the house. Dates are at the bottom of the article.  

    I was hoping to see the two Sydney shows, but... as you know, Adelaide's electricity bills aren't what they used to be, so I had to content myself with doing an interview with both Plater and Hudspith..

  • michael marsdenEach of these requires repeat listening, possibly with a bottle of red, one or two glasses and (in my case) a hanky.

    A couple of weeks ago we went out in Adelaide to see these folks play the Hades Hula Hut, and the next night The Metro. Both Marsden and Tim rather rashly pressed their offerings into my paw, not knowing that I am trying desperately to cut down on my reviews.

    Seeing them all play, of course... yeah, and here I am, listening to Marsden's little cassette on my little boombox in my cold little room. So this will be a quick overview...

  • the taste of honey cvrThe Taste of Honey'...- Tim Hudspith and Goldentone (Dead Letter Records)

    I saw Tim Hudspith play a few weeks ago. Still has that remarkably lush tone to his music, still those love songs which alternately haunt or spook the listener into a study of memory, or provoke a wry, pained smile of recognition.

    We don't always get what we want, nor less what we deserve, but Hudspith twitches our romantic soul.

    If you don't have one of those, I will ask you to ponder what on earth you're doing reading about rock 'n' roll.

    Hudspith is a romantic of the old school. All those expectations raised and lowered, flying high then spiralling down to dust.

  • days of swine and rosesDays of Swine and Roses – Pigasus (Pigasus)
    Cautionary Tales - Tim Hudspith and Goldentone (Dead Letter Records)
    Dirty Paws - Swamp Kitteh (Swamp Kitteh)

    All of these folks take me to that small area around Grote Street near Victoria Square in Adelaide, where so much of my life has been spent. Right near the Central Market, Her Majesty's Theatre (where I still remember Willner and Mingus's production of “Tommy” - the stage door was across Pitt Street from my boss's old shop); the Antique Market (where I alternately froze and steamed in amongst the pigeons and dusty volumes for nearly 20 years, formerly Wiggy's Auction Rooms); the recently established Broadcast Bar and the Metro, where I've seen all of the above bands.

    All of these place’s are within a stone's throw. You'd think I'd be sentimental.

    Not a bit of it.

    These three CDs could be the veriest trash, fit only to throw at lepers (and my goodness, our current PM seems to have a collection of those in his Cabinet these days, doesn't he...)