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The Moodists

February

1983

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“I THINK what we achieved when we play live really good and what we've achieved on some songs on 'Thursday's Calling' is a real sense of abandonment. A feeling that everything will take care of itself and that sort of unpredictability is lost in popular music.

"We're not concerned with fitting in with any modern notion of music just to please everybody who comes to see us. Most groups are so gutless and fit into the general scheme of things with shitty sounding records and singers that can't sing so have to be treated in the studio. There's nothing physical about that at all." – David Graney, Moodists singer.

It seems that everyone in Melbourne goes 'ah, The Moodists' and talks about them as though they're edgy, strange and special. Furthermore, all interested parties are warned never to drink with them whatever the state of one’s thirst.

The essence of their repertoire appears to live in some raging emotional menagerie. Possessed of wild and burning tensions, their songs soar and sting the senses with thunderous cracks of sensual energy. It's a vicious jolt to the skeleton just attempting to exist in the same space as those death roar growl growl guitars ... all that strummy clatter and then you get smattered to jelly by the whack! of Clare's drums when they simply crunch up and through everything else.

To continue reading this article and to discover many more (over 140,000 words-worth!), purchase Mick Sinclair’s Adjusting the Stars: Music journalism from post-punk London. 

 

 

 

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