We're just four music fans living in Australia who love a bit of a debate and thought we might move our email discussions and rants into the podcast era.
Apart from heartache and bills, kids sometimes give their parents some tasty tunes. The fatherly Lords don the slippers and puff the pipe as they cons...
Strange times indeed! Back from iso, Lord Kev chooses an Album of the Week the others actually like, Brett counts in a second discussion on top drum t...
Here’s a riddle for you, dear listeners. What’s the difference between sweaty nutsacks and the Lords of Loud? Sweaty nutsacks stick to briefs. Marvel ...
Strap yourself in, here comes Lord Al with his musical dots. He is the gatekeeper, the Wizard of Oz, he is that wee guy that worked for the Tyrell cor...
The Lords serve up another slice of the four-string motherfudging pie as they revisit the best basslines of all time. However, does a bass “presence” ...
'Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone ...' He's gone and life will never be the same. But how will we remember the paradox that was Lord Al? Wha...
With a blast of icy sub-tropical wind slamming the door shut, the Lords huddle around their microphones for warmth. Will the skies ever be clear again...
It seems three of the Lords have become dedicated followers of 90s retro rawk slags The Black Crowes, but Lord Brett is suddenly too squeaky clean for...
Say, weren’t you the singer who was found dead with old press clippings clutched in their hand and a trail of dried tears on their cheek? And with thi...