#tasmania punks

[goulburnstreet]

Early 1990s

[dougwallen]

The Native Cats review for The Big Issue

[ardeportal]

De la velocidad a la ternura: una vez más Mujer Cebra

Mujer Cebra y Yakisoda en Tazú

Por Ginny Fotos Gino Bomba

Otro viernes a la noche en Montevideo, capital cada vez más revolucionada por el rugir underground. Como es común, las propuestas abundaban pero entre festivales, fechas autogestivas y mainstream, un cruce se destacaba: Mujer Cebra volvía a Montevideo para presentarse junto a Yakisoda en el sótano de Tazú.

Frente a un público variopinto de escuchas primerizos, fanáticos de Cebra que lucían orgullosos sus camisetas de Clase B y distintos personajes de la escena local, Yakisoda tomó el escenario pasadas las 22hs.

La banda, de velocidad punk y estética payasezca, es un proyecto relativamente nuevo en la escena local: empezaron a tocar este año y si bien tienen un repertorio dividido entre temas propios y versiones (sobre todo de la banda argentina Demonio de Tasmania), llevan los covers a un terreno muy característico de su propuesta. El viernes presentaron también algunos de los temas que conformarán su primer EP, grabado hace algunas semanas.

Sobre el escenario, el quinteto se divierte: Coti grita y Juan destroza la batería. Son vertiginosamente rápidos y a sus pies ya estamos acelerados, entre empujones de una hinchada que los acompaña donde sea que toquen—con quienes volví a cruzar caminos el sábado, para un segundo plato de Yakisoda en El Ocio—.

Los Mujer Cebra confiesan reírse cada vez que, en la previa de un show, el público predice "Hoy es un set full Clase B, ¿no?". Ni siquiera el primer cumpleaños del disco fue motivo suficiente para equilibrar la balanza: sobre el escenario suena matemáticamente mitad el rupturista disco homónimo, mitad el consagratorio segundo material. La barra yorugua totalmente agradecida.

Desde "Adrenalina" a "Otro Lado", baile y pogo no se detienen; aunque en el frenesí quede tiempo para rescatar el virtuosismo del trío, con un bajo super presente a la cabeza, comandando una batuta incontrolable de post-punk porteño.

En otro plano, igual de destacable, está lo humano. Es que cuando una banda se presenta llega del exterior, es fácil que la demagogia se cuele en la valija y aparezca en el show en forma de frases armadas como "son el mejor publico" o "nos encanta venir". En contraste, Mujer Cebra es una de esas bandas que deja hablar a la música, sin silencios que rellenar. Pero a falta de palabras hay algo que no se finge: las sonrisas. Desde el primer tema, los tres integrantes mostraron auténtica felicidad, interrumpida por el ocasional agradecimiento que casi que era innecesario. Lo notamos, nosotros también la estábamos pasando bien.

Cerrando el "momento Clase B" para dar lugar a lo nuevo, la banda insignia del post-punkdemia rioplatense volvió a sacudir Montevideo, incapaces de dejar a nadie indiferente frente a su despliegue. Que el regreso no se demore.

[asknarashikari]

Break time's over, now we end the mass assignment of Cybertronian with everybody's favorite cast, the Gotchard Cast, getting some new Cybertronians but something interesting happens next.

The Gotchard Cast's newly assigned Cybertronians:

Houtaro: Hot Rod/Rodimus Prime, the once brash and headstrong young Autobot but eventually grew into a much more wiser and mature Autobot futuristic truck/sports car, Tasmania Kid the young and restless Tasmanian devil, Blackout the silent and sneaky but powerful MH-53 Pave Low helicopter and his symbiotic companion Movie Scorponok the small scorpion, and Snapdragon the chaotic and obnoxious but intelligent triple-changing Cybertronian jet and dragon/dinosaur.

Rinne: Battle Unicorn the intelligent and stealthy unicorn, Override the careful and compassionate sleek futuristic race car and the leader of her planet, Doublecross the two-headed dragon with split personality, and Sonar the self-conscious bat with heightened senses.

Spanner: Constructicon Maximus the powerful and ancient combiner, comprised of Steamhammer the stoic and strategic steam shovel, Energon Bonecrusher the wheeled front-end loader with a movable bucket-shovel, Duststorm the heavy-lifting mobile crane, Sledge the wheeled front-end loader with a movable bucket-shovel, and Wideload the heavy-lifting mobile crane, Road Rage the cheerful but snarling and angry in her Chevrolet Corvette C3 mode, the Autobot Brothers comprised of X-Brawn the tough and adventurous SUV, RID Prowl the "by the books" and disciplined Lamborghini Diablo police highway pursuit vehicle, and Side Burn the adolescent speedster and turbo-revving young punk Dodge Viper with flame decos, and the Predacon Field Squadron comprised of Slapper the dim-witted prankster toad, Gas Skunk the clever ans skilled inventor skunk, and Dark Scream the bumbling and innocent flying squirrel.

Houou/Not-Simp Kaguya/Original Kaguya: Bruticus Maximus the powerful combiner comprised of Energon Barricade the eight-wheeled armored personnel carrier with a rear-mounted missile rack, Energon Blackout the assault helicopter, Blight the anti-aircraft tank, Energon Kickback the anti-aircraft tank, and Stormcloud the assault helicopter, Tow-Line the single-minded and fixated tow truck, Hot Shot the young and blunt yellow Audi TT, and Kup the tough, old and experienced Cybertronian pickup truck.

Lachesis: Greenlight the impetuous and young scientist Cybertronian car that replaces Jazz as a leg in the Orthia combiner, the dumb twins of Runabout the calm 80's sports car and Runamuck the chaotic 80's sports car, Injector the charismatic and cunning but vain lionfish-hornet, and Skid-Z the fast and competitive Penske PC-18 Indycar.

Renge and Sabimaru: Magmatron the strong and violent that separates into a Quetzalcoatlus, Giganotosaurus, and Elasmosaurus, Shadow Striker the vengeful sports car with a stone-cold facade, Metalhawk the noble with a great love of life Pretender jet, and Cancer the troubled and determined martial artist Headmaster crustacean-esque monster and his small partner, Browning the sentient handgun.

The Gotcard Cast and their assigned Cybertronians have decided to plan a celebration after killing Gigist, and they have been assigned more Cybertronians for this achievement, but as the new Cybertronians start to get accommodated with the person they were assigned with, the Gotchard Cast and their assigned Cybertronians receive a mysterious package, and when they do scans on it to make sure it isn't a bomb, open it and find some type of DVD and play it.

???: *evil laugh*.

The Gotchard Cast: Gigist!!!

Gigist: Well, well, if it isn't the Alchemist Riders and their fancy toys. You may have beaten me once, but let's just say I can come back from death and the Dark Kings and I decided to make your worst fears come true and As of recording, our plan has been set into motion.

Footage shows multiple Malgam, Kasshine, and Kamen Rider Dreads in the background.

Gigist: I even brought back one of your friends. Isn't that right Kaguya?

Kaguya/AR Houou: Oh that's right, and Houtaro if your listening to this, stay away from that no good fake me.

Gigist: In one month, I and the others will kill you once and for all. So long Alchemist Riders.

The footage cuts out and the Gotchard Cast are stunned knowing that their worst enemies have teamed up to kill them and they only have one month to prepare for them, but Rodimus decides to motivate them that they can do this and finally be rid of the Dark Kings and their cohorts due to some doubt about even being able to win.

Rodimus: You guys are thinking of giving up? Don't, it's a bad idea. I've been doing this for nearly 40 years and I think with our combined power, heart, brains, speed, and strength, we will finally be rid of them once and for all. So, what are you waiting, let's train to be able to reach that goal.

What are the Riders reaction to Gigist and Kaguya/AR Houou being resurrected, the multiple enemies of the Gotchard Cast uniting to kill them, and the Gotchard Cast and their multiple assigned Cybertronians training to finally be rid of them once and for all?

Well, I think they would feel some frustration over what seems to be a decisive victory being cut short and even made worse, but of course that just makes them supportive of their kouhai taking action to finish what they started properly.

Which is to say, they cheer them on as they kick butt and take names

[captious-solarian]

[Photo of a pigeon with a long thin crest of dark feathers. It's perched on a wood post, and bent forward with its tail fanned, wings slightly spread, and crest down, perhaps displaying or perhaps about to take off. Its colour patterns are complex: most of its body is grey, with dull pink on the sides; the wings are brown with black stripes, with iridescent feathers in blue-green and purple. It has a bare pink eye ring, a grey beak, and pink feet.]

One of my favourite birds of semi-urban Melbourne. Ranges all over mainland Australia (but not Tasmania); not picky about habitat. I usually see them feeding in flocks on the ground, or chillin' out in pairs in trees. They sometimes flock with rock pigeons.

Males and females look similar. The crest is usually held up, which looks very punk.

Another interesting trait is the noise they make: it mixes a normal bird call with a specialised whistling wing sound.

[2774/11080] Crested pigeon - Ocyphaps lophotes

Order: Columbiformes (pigeons and doves) Family: Columbidae

Photo credit: Richard Simmonds via Macaulay Library

[snitch-baby]

Can't BELIEVE I shared aged up Designs of Taz only to Immediately change my Mind and Redesign them.

Disgusting.

Anyway, here's Taz at 14 and 16 years Old, I Guess.

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Ice Age Australia

[nightgarnet]

Solar punk and cottage core have me feeling some sort of way

- as an apartment dweller in the middle of (a comparatively small) city, I’ve really been yearning for a return back to nature and missing the property among the mountains and along a river that I got to spend five years of my childhood on.

We have a mini garden on our balcony, but not enough regular sun or shade (depending on the season) to effectively grow much - particularly for eating and I’m really feeling the nostalgia for the lemon orchard and giant pecan tree I had access to as a small child.   

[wyrmwander]

That absolutely makes sense, and is why I like them so much as well.

I've already given you Black Velvet Band (which ends with our poor protagonist shipped off to Tasmania for a crime he didn't do) but all I can think of is that one and then Poncho and Lefty.

AJJ is a bit more folk-punk than folk but A Big Day For Grimley, Back Pack, Black Dog, and No One all feel lonely enough to be worth mentioning, or like you'd like them. The Mountain Goats also have some good sad cathartic loneliness songs.

Green Fields of France hits me right in all the soft bits.

Did they really believe this war would end wars?

Favorite subtype of folk music? Happy and jubilant, sad/lonely/longing, In Love, angry, Going On A Boat, ect

Lonely/longing is my favourite but I also love sea shanties. I like some modern folk (Lord Huron, Bob Dylan) and my go-to is old traditional folk "ballads" or songs that resemble them. Waltzing Matilda, And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda, Sound of Silence, Scarborough Fair, Green Fields of France, The Yawning Grave, etc. If it sounds like something you could sing out in the bush acapella or with little instruments, I love it. The lonelier/more longing the lyrics, the better.

Singing along to lonely songs makes me feel like my misery is shared, if that makes sense.

[alt-ernativewonderland]

Strike4Climate 2019

[goulburnstreet]

Early 1990s

[dougwallen]

Luca Brasi review for The Weekend Australian

[theinternetruinedmylife]

LUCA BRASI | AUGUST 2018.

[the-pretentiousness-contest]

Havin’ a yell with Uncle Geezer at Skumfest ‘17. Brisbane Hotel, Hobart, Tasmania.

[fatehbaz]

In 1802, when [...] [a] French naturalist [...] slipped a small [...] Australian fish into a jar of preservative, little did he suspect that [...] [the fish] would be the only member of its species ever known to [Euro-American] science. The smooth handfish (Sympterichthys unipennis) was declared extinct by the International Union for Conservation of Nature (IUCN) Red List earlier this year [2020]. This strange and spiny bottom-dweller made history with its passing. It became the first marine bony fish to be [formally] listed as extinct in modern times. [...] Scooped up off the coast of south-east Tasmania [in 1802], [the smooth handfish] was one of the 14 handfish species living in southern Australian waters at the time. The relatives of the smooth handfish are a colourful family which crawl around the seafloor using adapted fins as “hands”. [...]

Since colonisation, human activity has caused their numbers to plummet. Seven species have not been seen for more than 20 years and three Tasmanian species, the spotted, red and Ziebell’s handfish, are listed as critically endangered. [...]

“The smooth handfish must have been relatively common to be among the first species collected [by colonizers] on the continent,” says Prof Graham Edgar, a marine biologist at the University of Tasmania, whose work contributed to the IUCN listing. [...] [H]e believes that historical dredging for scallops and oysters, sediment runoff from industry and climate change are the most likely causes for the extinction. Local ecosystems have been dramatically degraded by these factors. “About 40% of shallow reef species in southern Tasmania are showing rapid population decline, the whole marine system in the south-east has changed substantially in the last 100 years,” he says.

With sea temperatures increasing at about four times the global average, climate change is hitting south-east Tasmania hard. This has created what Edgar describes as a “climate trap” for coastal marine life. As warm water moves south, species that require cold, shallow water are losing habitat. “The loss of the smooth handfish is potentially part of a much bigger issue, as a large number of other species have dwindling populations and are heading towards extinction in this cold temperate location.”

Extinctions are often caused by cumulative factors, agrees Dr Tim Lynch, former chair of the National Handfish Recovery Team (NHRT) [...]. When musing on the smooth handfish, he points to the destruction of the shellfish reefs which were once a dominant feature of south-east Tasmanian seas. These reefs were ripped apart by a rapacious oyster and scallop dredging operation in the early 20th century. [...] Sediment samples from 1890 show a mean of 21 bivalve species, whereas the 1990 samples contain a mean of seven.

The shellfish industry collapsed within decades, but Lynch explains that the reefs’ capacity to recover has been hindered by the northern Pacific sea star (Asterias amurensis) – a ravenous, predatory species, introduced via ship ballast to southern waters. “That’s the habitat that the soft sediment species of handfish would have thrived in, but it’s gone now,” Lynch says. [...]

[T]he smooth handfish had not being sighted for more than 200 years [...]. The last smooth handfish probably perished decades before the species was declared extinct, which raises the question: have other marine fish gone extinct without us knowing?

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Headline, photos, captions, and text published by: Zoe Kean. “Why the death of a small, punk-like fish rocked the marine world.” The Guardian. 21 October 2020.