It feels a bit funny breaking out Surfer Blood‘s Pythons at the start of June in Australia. The sophomore effort from the Floridian quartet quite clearly belongs to summer – not just summer, but at a beach, preferably a beach with some kind of boozy bonfire, plenty of surfers and scantily-clad teenagers experiencing young lust. It really isn’t an Antipodean winter kind of record but,…
The festival landscape has undergone major upheaval in the last three years, and Covid’s long-term impact on the music industry…
