Review: The Bedroom Philosopher’s Sex and Bed Socks Tour
The peculiarities of life often go unnoticed. For example, did you know that Australia is basically America with Milo and possums? I consider it a great skill to sniff out these subtleties. I consider it an even greater skill to sing about them and make people laugh. Probably then this ability requires some credit, especially if its talent anything like the ‘Bedroom Philosopher’. He is diabolically weird and asinine but he is also hilarious.
B.P is the guy that bought you ‘I’m so post-modern’, ‘So Hungover’ and ‘Tram Inspector’. If you’ve listened to Triple J in the last six months (or earlier for that matter) you’ll have heard him play a tune or two.
“Im so post modern I wrote a trilogy of novels from the perspective of a possum that Jesus patted once.”
The folk-ruffian has got some serious cred actually. In fact, his album ‘Songs from an 86 Tram’ hitched an Aria nomination last year. His music videos are winning international awards, and he’s touring; right now actually, as part of the Head Sex and Bedsocks Tour.
I don’t want to reveal too much of his antics in case any of you get the chance to scoot along to one of his shows. I will say this though-expect to witness innocent stage lighting come under sexual seduction. Expect a diaphragmatic workout and a trip to the loo. It was quite odd really, and the bit where he flailed around in a bedsheet costume blowing a whistle-wow. I certainly didn’t expect that.
In all truthfulness he was a fantastic performer. I felt like I was in the presence of a professional, a man quite experienced at being moronic, poignant but above all-downright on the mark. About everything too, from bloody Tasmania to vegans.
He’s being supported by two-piece, Catboy, for shows in Brisbane, Toowoomba, Sydney and Canberra. Not Launceston though, Launceston is banned three tours for trying to abduct an unnamed band member. Head Sex and Bed Socks will be a strictly solo tour; BP won’t be joined by what’s left of his ‘Awkwardstra’.