The Happiest Boy Film Clip
By Nakedfella. (2007)

I’m So Post Modern Film Clip
By Dan Ilic. (2006)


Biography

The Bedroom Philosopher owns an unmistakable cult genre-clash of inventive musician and fiercely clever lyricist / humourist. His craft drenched art-folk and earnestly psychedelic story-telling make for a freaking treat, injecting cerebral wit and haphazard stage theatrics into the classic platform of the balladeer.

“Music was partly out of time but couldn’t tell if this was on purpose as some kind of musical protest.” ACT Campus Band Comp Judge 2000.

Recent live shows feature freshly unveiled three-piece the ‘Awkwardstra’ comprising of flute, drums and bass, (but no drum & bass.) The B.P. is currently dubbing tapes of his highly anticipated follow up album Brown & Orange with ARIA recipient Martin “Moose” Lubran as producer. The first single The Happiest Boy is out now with album due ’sometime’ as poorly predicted by Nostradamus.

The B.P. rose to prominence with the underground hit ‘I’m So Post Modern’, which made Triple J’s Hottest 100 in 06. The single, featuring 35 verses and no chorus, is from the debut studio album ‘In Bed With My Doona.’ which has reached aluminium status in Australia.

“Makes Joe Dulce look like Radiohead.” The Burnie Gazette.

Since then he has fanged the festival circuit including Falls Festival, National Folk Festival, Perth International Arts Festival and The Big Day Out. He has recently used his Gumby-like flexibility to perform alongside all manner of acts - The Basics, Tripod, Richard In Your Mind, Bick (Beck tribute act), Palp (Jarvis Cocker tribute act) and Peter Combe.

He lives in Fitzroy with his ties, cassettes, Yahtzee and ginger beer.

REVIEWS

“The shoeless and emerald-shirted Bedroom Philosopher comes across like a hurricane of inspiration and witticisms. It’s lucky for us that his musical chops are strong enough for him to leave behind the go-for-the-gags hilarity and move into the more observational folk rock as proved by songs like What Am I Supposed To Be Doing, For The Love I Have For You and The Happiest Boy. Thankfully the laugh factor and songwriting skills see the therapeutic effects extend to the audience and judging by this show, his forthcoming album will be a corker.”
Inpress (2007)

“The Bedroom Philosopher, AKA Justin Heazlewood, turns in a cracking performance at the Bosco; sparklingly funny songs, stage banter that provoked audience responses from chuckles and belly-laughs to “deep growls”, and an increasingly sophisticated musical repertoire combined to form an excellent show. In another country Justin might be the driving force behind a Belle & Sebastian-style indie pop group, which combines humour, delicate pop melodies and sensitivity. Clearly in this country that would make you a bloke of questionable manliness and when one is so gifted with actual wit, fey and foppish abilities as BP, you’d better put yourself out there as a ‘funny guy’. He is extremely funny. Of course there was I’m So Post Modern, which he almost seemed embarrassed to play, it being as close to a ‘hit’ as you could expect to hear tonight. At one point he described the best alien economy I’ve ever heard of: they buy things with hugs, “and make change in kick-boxing”. Endearingly sweet, hilarious and occasionally heartbreakingly sad in a glitteringly beautiful way.”
DB Magazine (2007)

“A blend of musical comedy and measured theatrics presents a heartbreakingly funny, touchingly awkward and delicately offbeat retrospective of life, love and lego men. In the small and intimate space of the Lithuanian Club’s loft, you’re close enough to the stage to catch every inflection and nervous glance behind his thick coke-bottle bifocals and identify with his self-conscious imperfections as if he were singing your own. Yet the performance never gets bogged down in too much self-criticism, rather it’s kept light and fanciful with a hint of irony. Singing whimsical reflections on pop culture references, we share the pain of a childhood trauma experienced from the Neverending Story, a parody of Thom Yorke’s depressed persona through a song titled ‘My Nan Really Likes Radiohead’, and the understandable tragedy of a bad haircut. Sweetly socially awkward and at times hilariously relevant, The Bedroom Philosopher is sure to tap into the acoustic folk funnybone of your inner-indie whimsy.”
RRR Radio (2006)

“If Bob Dylan had spent his time growing up in Berwick he might have more in common with the Bedroom Philosopher…one of the few artists making a genuine attempt to explore the oddness of our age.”
The Age (2005)

“A champion of geek chic, the gawky, shy and awkward Bedroom Philosopher is the Jarvis Cocker of stand-up. With so much time on his hands, this self-confessed ‘snooze-button junkie’ becomes delicately introspective, reminiscing about schoolboy loves or endlessly replaying bad comedy gigs through the medium of song. As a show, Pyjamarama is a flimsy shambles, a jumble of deliberate and accidental fluffs giving it a delicate fragility; as if it’s always on the verge of utter collapse. It’s all wonderfully touching, quirkily individual and always unexpected, perhaps a product of living in the hinterland of Tasmania. His folksy songs vocalise his misfit angst, with self-effacing titles like I’m So Over Girls or I’m So Postmodern, a keenly observed take on a life where everything becomes ironic. If you liked Flight Of The Conchords, you’ll love this. And there’s a visual treat, too, in the fantastic display of maladroit physical comedy as he performs the most flamboyantly unsexy come-on dance around. This boy is possibly the worst erotic dancer in the southern hemisphere, and proud to prove it. It’s a miracle that this odd juxtaposition of delicate songs and such over-the-top stage antics works at all, given that it demands the BP be both modest and a shameless show-off simultaneously. But that it’s such a delightful piece of whimsy is entirely down to his irresistible self-mocking charm.”
Chortle (2005)