Out Now! The Lifted Brow: Digital, Volume Thirteen, Issue One: The Noise Edition

Cover art by Jr.Blue/LashnaTuschewski.

That ringing in your ears you’ve been noticing lately is brought to you by none other than the brand-new Noise Edition of The Lifted Brow: Digital.

In this issue: new fiction by Adam Ouston; Emily Stewart writes Beyoncé-remix-poetry; Michael Skinner pours one out for the Silver Jews; Andrew Harper reveals the secrets of drone; noise recommendations by Pat O’Brien and Lisa MacKinney; and Rainbow Chan presents a mixtape for a horizontal state.

Let’s make some noise for our contributors:

  • Michael Skinner is a Melbourne musician and sometimes writer.
  • Pat O’Brien presents O’Tomorrow on 3RRR in Melbourne, Australia. He plays guitar in Mad Nanna, Bearded Iris and Galah Galah Galah.
  • Lisa MacKinney is a musician and historian who wrote a PhD on the Shangri-Las. Her solo guitar/organ noise project is Mystic Eyes. She is part of the Listen collective.
  • Adam Ouston is a writer of fiction and non-fiction whose work has appeared in Island, Overland, Southerly, The Lifted Brow, The Review of Australian Fiction, Voiceworks and Crikey. He has recently completed a PhD on the travel writing of Robert Dessaix and has contributed a story to the forthcoming anthology Transportation: Islands and Cities.
  • Emily Stewart is commissioning editor of Seizure. Her poetry has appeared recently or is forthcoming in Filmme Fatales, Feminartsy, Overland and The Age.
  • Andrew Harper is a writer and experimental artist from Hobart who performs under the name Mutterlard. His work has been published in Island Magazine. He works in community health and is a very happy, if overwhelmed, father.
  • Rainbow Chan is a Sydney-based singer/producer with a love for storytelling. Whether stitching together childhood dreams, rummaging through antique fairs or sampling odd sounds, Rainbow is constantly collecting bits and pieces for her music. An eclectic mix of vintage tones, sweet textural landscapes and layers of glitchy sounds, Rainbow Chan’s music is forward-thinking pop, embedded in the nostalgic imagination.
  • Cover art by Lashna Tuschewski, an artist working in illustration, embroidery, collage, hand made jewellery, and ceramics.

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'Life, Death and The Apocalypse', by Shaun Prescott

Illustration by Ben Juers.

The apocalypse is one of the most enduring settings in video games. It’s right up there with high fantasy, space opera, and military warfare in its ubiquity. It verges on an obsession, and dovetails with another more established popular culture obsession: zombies. While apocalypse has often been an inconsequential backdrop, a mere graphical theme, at the moment a certain more thematically coherent iteration on the apocalypse genre is very popular. It merely asks the player to survive.

This is interesting, because death has always been the most common failstate in video games. You die and everything is over. It’s easy to understand. In games, death usually prevents the player from achieving something important: from rescuing a damsel, saving the world, defeating a vague evil, and so on. Your death is tragic, but not so tragic that you can’t use another life, or respawn with only ten minutes’ progress lost. Overall, mere survival has never been greatly important in games. Death is a punishment for not playing correctly; it’s circumstantial, and warding it off is not often the sole motivator. But what is the meaning of death when there’s no reason to live?

Recent games like Minecraft, DayZ, The Forest, and Rust have no particular goal, nor any correct way of playing. There is no embattled civilisation to save, no royalty to retrieve from the clutches of evil, and no sentient android race to fend off. These games simply ask that you survive. You don’t survive in wait of something, and nor do you survive in order that you might achieve some more specific goal. Your aim is simply continued existence.

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‘“Here Come the Dogs”, by Omar Musa,’ A Review By Peter Polites

Russell Crowe held a surprise birthday party for thirty-year-old slam poet Omar Musa. There was a cake in the shape of a book and an inkwell. Guests were not allowed to buy a gift but had to bring something they’d made themselves. I wonder what the characters of Omar Musa’s debut novel Here Come the Dogs would think about that.

The main arc of the character Solomon in Here Come the Dogs is framed around his relationships with women. Initially he is in a relationship with the white middle class university student Georgie. Georgie is instantly dislikeable because of statements like ‘So I think I’m going to Africa these holidays to do some aid work.’ Solomon challenges her about this statement, identifying people in need in their own community. Georgie is a deliberate cliché; people from culturally diverse backgrounds can recognise this person in their lives. She has been rendered on the page without sympathy, without complexity. When Solomon breaks up with her he says “I’m not gonna fuck some colour into ya and I’m not gonna fuck that white guilt outta ya.” Georgie is a two-dimensional meme: Solomon ends the relationship with the same coldness that Musa used to create her. His resolution comes in Scarlett, a bisexual tattoo artist from New Zealand. She has an understanding of his background, traditions and artistic passions, helping him find the contentment that he never had with Georgie.

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'The Nut Job', by John Van Tiggelen

Photograph by flydime, via Wikimedia Commons. Reproduced under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Licence.

Dr Sammy, as my kids know him, is a Woody Allen-ish hypochondriac, which lends him a slightly unnerving ‘been-there-felt-that’ manner. During a consultation he’ll peer at you over the rim of his glasses as if to say, ‘Do you really need to be here?’ He’s never more droll than when ruling something out, like antibiotics for a cold, or depression. And if you present with a suspicious lump, he’ll smile and tut-tut: “Ha! I get cancer once a week!”

Dr Sammy looms large for the men of my town. He has been the go-to for vasectomies for so long, he’s the de facto town planner. But the town, thanks in part to his scissor-hands, is a small one. Horror stories flourish. There’s the one about the chap who lost a testicle. There’s another about a bloke who gained one. Still, Dr Sammy can’t have botched too many procedures, or perhaps he’d be known as Dr Balls-Up, instead of Sammy the Slasher.

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'How Giraffes Die', by Emily Meller

Public domain photograph from pixabay.com.

1. In the flat, open, dry savanna plains of sub-Saharan Africa, roaming giraffes routinely get struck by lightning and die.

2. When it enters the neck, around thirty thousand amps of energy surges through the body, singeing fur and causing the heart to beat itself to death.

3. In 2010 Hamley, the principal actor in TV series, Wild At Heart, wandered away from his pack and was struck by lightning and killed, all alone. He was aged seven years old. At the building where the series was filmed, Hamley would walk to the first floor window to have his ears scratched by fellow cast members.

4. Some experts say they are more susceptible because their stretched patchwork necks are perfect vectors for wayward storm energy, and that the space between their long legs makes it easy for the electricity to flow through their bodies. Others say it’s just a matter of chance.

5. I got taken to Taronga Zoo on a date, as a romantic gesture, even though as a pending vegan I was not sure I liked the idea of a zoo. As we walked through the gates, I imagined how a real vegan would have refused, forfeited the tickets, risked being ‘difficult’. Instead I went along and only winced quietly at the animals pacing their confines, wondering whether they realise they are trapped or just think boredom is part of life. I wonder if they ever worry about it.

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Featured Contributor: Roger Nelson


Roger Nelson is an independent curator, and a PhD candidate at the University of Melbourne researching Cambodian contemporary art. He publishes internationally on Southeast Asian contemporary art, and recently spoke on Cambodian performance at New York’s Museum of Modern Art (MoMA). Read Roger’s columns in TLB 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, and 23.

Featured Contributor: Roger Nelson


Roger Nelson is an independent curator, and a PhD candidate at the University of Melbourne researching Cambodian contemporary art. He publishes internationally on Southeast Asian contemporary art, and recently spoke on Cambodian performance at New York’s Museum of Modern Art (MoMA).

Read Roger’s columns in TLB 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, and 23.

An Interview with Nicolás Casariego


There’s nothing quite like the price of tobacco in Australia to spark conversation with an international guest to the Melbourne Writers’ Festival. Nicolás Casariego (Madrid, 1970) author of the recently translated Antón Mallick Wants To Be Happy (Hispabooks, 2014) was blown away not only by the duty-free restrictions on cigarettes but also by the tawdry, brandless packaging imposed on Australian retailers. It’s the way of the future, he laments, pulling an indistinguishable cigarette from the packet and lighting it with a well-travelled Bic lighter drawn from the breast-pocket of a stylish sportscoat.

That perhaps sums up the peculiar mix of pragmatism and romanticism that shone through in our conversation at a café on Spring Street. The author expressed pleasure at having worked in collaboration with translator Thomas Bunstead on Antón Mallick, but also acknowledged that a foray into the English-language market is something every Spanish writer working today looks forward to. Casariego says that when writing the novel, which appeared originally in Spanish in 2010, he employed a style and rhythm that he thought could be easily conveyed in translation.

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