Patterns Form

Patterns Form

patterns form

singles and more: 1992 to 2017

Released on Record Store Day – Saturday 21 April 2018

All our singles, and more – remastered and finally together on vinyl

Available through FOUR | FOUR on double gatefold vinyl, CD, streaming and download

Patterns Form vinyl

$48.00

Double vinyl edition – 24 songs. Includes download.

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Patterns Form CD

$22.00

23 track CD, including 24 track download.

Lost In The Snow was omitted from the cd, as it ran over 80 mins.

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All 24 songs have been remastered for vinyl from the original mixes, taken straight from 1/2 inch tape, by Bryce Moorhead at Zero Interference.
With a renewed focus on dynamics and tonal range this is literally the best the tracks have ever sounded.

The tapes have been in storage since the albums’ recording sessions, and they were sent to Studios 301 in Sydney to be baked to optimise the digitisation process. Songs which appeared on Rocks On The Soul and Take You Apart were mastered directly from the original first generation studio mixes – as they weren’t recorded to tape.

Explore the sides:

Side 1

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Side 2

Side 2

Side 3

Side 3

Side 4

Side 4

Spirit level is an oxymoron.

Watching Screamfeeder for twenty-odd years is enough to give any sentient being back issues.

There is, of course, their band’s topography. Heights and diminutions existing adjacently, often on stages that could harm either variation of physicality, once a song’s pulse began.

We’d watch the two performers at the front of the stage with the tilt of the curious, until a song’s insistence took us, and then we’d look with the tilt of one appraising art, in its lustre, power and mystery.

A bass player who thrusts and parries like a fencer but with an instrument the comparative size of a battering ram jousts alongside her compatriot whose sleek, tense muscularity causes his guitar to look more like a similarly tubular tendon.

And when your patron’s gaze makes sense of what is operational in front of you, there is a puckish gentleman working in between and amongst straightening but stretching this music, as if the canvas is a wave.

There is and never was anything level about this band, but so much spirit.

Spirit that slaps itself on the cheeks and shouts at walls, that grabs the shoulders of its dear friends and cries in the armpits of their t-shirts. Spirit is what dwells in us that can be exalted or crushed right?

The same part of us we claw at the flesh of our guts to access in times of oppression, and pain.

Screamfeeder is, I now realize too, an oxymoron. For what that is screaming can be fed? (I did not realise the pun of the name until years after the first meet.) Desperate to be heard over the strangled riffs and rattling cage of drums on the earlier records was the anguish and then sudden tenderness of the singing.

As if a bound prisoner was using their charm for pleas of clemency before again recognising the brutality of their oppressor. The desperation that was difficult to listen to without a sharp intake of recognition, but relieved with riffs and melodies that were balms and bandages.

Smiles breaking through sobs. Thunder that was shot through with the sweet peals of joy. Of relief.

“I can’t see a pattern forming” was the incantation. “Hi Cs” was the song. If I got the lyrics wrong, well it wasn’t the first time. I hadn’t seen my acquaintances in years and there I was, with my head cocked and lips apart like a shrew in a flashlight.

The stage was level, spirits askew, a bassline that was as shrewd as a legal argument and drum fills that protested and revelled like the gallery for the defence. “I can’t see a pattern forming”. Fuck me. I never could.

I couldn’t foresee that after periods where the band were not performing they would cleave together, cleave apart, making vital, yearning music.

And when apart, get other wonderful combos together, be perennially supportive and encouraging of others attempting to eke out an opportunity to play, and live as they exist as a band – ethically, passionately ..spiritually.

And when this geometric anomaly of a band are together, whether existing on Ice Patrol, Above The Dove, Alone In A Crowd or as that lonesome figure that resigns “I Don’t Know What To Do Any More” they are the power-pop group who dunno clichés even when they stepped around ’em , but are led by their spirit, which will, at times, not know what the fuck to do, but these three humans respond to that enigmatic little mess within the lot of us – the one that boils, bubbles and sparks. Never still. Never broken.

Trust these people. And now, follow the lead: 1,2,3,4,5..

Tim Rogers

Sometimes time makes us take the beautiful things around us for granted.

That mountain view that was once so stunning becomes de rigueur, the beach vista that used to take your breath away becomes part of the daily shuffle if you’re lucky enough to live there, even the best qualities of the ones we love become shrouded with the onset of familiarity.

So it is with bands. I’ve been lucky enough to have followed the ongoing Screamfeeder saga since the early days following their inception, so I’ll recount to you the story of my relationship with them because it’s the only one I know.

I followed my heart to Brisbane from my hometown of Melbourne in 1992, leaving behind the southern capital’s thriving music scene – where it seemed there was a great band playing every night at every pub, and there were a lot of pubs – to live in the still newly post-Joh Brisbane, then a somewhat sleepy city exhibiting more hallmarks of a large country town than a thriving metropolis.

But as a fervent live music lover Screamfeeder (and their contemporaries like Custard, Budd, Midget et al) soon became my salvation. The Brisbane scene was bubbling away and would soon burst into bloom with the advent of acts like Powderfinger and Regurgitator and their ilk, but for now a raft of largely-unknown but routinely excellent bands were dominating the Valley and surrounds.

I wasn’t yet around in 1991 when Screamfeeder morphed almost by accident from the ashes of Townsville band The Madmen. Upon their demise that band’s Tim Steward (guitar/vocals) and Tony Blades (drums) were joined by friend and film-clip maker Kellie Lloyd (bass) to rush finish the album Flour that they’d been working on, which would eventually became Screamfeeder’s debut in 1992. But they sure hit the ground running and were soon a staple of this burgeoning live scene, from the outset their music edgy and gritty but bursting with boundless pop smarts and melodies that would etch into your brain.

Many sonic touchstones were thrown around in the early days and they fared endless comparisons to bands like The Who, The Jam and The Replacements – all quite relevant or prescient – but to me their early marriage of intensity and melody always evoked post-hardcore legends Hüsker Dü, a view shared by many.

My first Screamfeeder purchase was 1993 single Fingers & Toes – whose b-side cover of Elvis Costello’s Oliver’s Army perplexed at the time, but makes perfect sense now – followed quickly by the Burn Out Your Name album from whence it came, and a relationship was off and running. From here things happened quickly, with their first four albums tumbling out in a frantic four-year burst, their music morphing subtly but significantly over the journey but always in an entirely organic manner.

Somewhere between the slacker aesthetic of 1995’s Fill Yourself With Music and the flurry of radio singles found on the following year’s Kitten Licks Blades was replaced behind the kit by the inimitable Dean Shwereb and the “classic Screamfeeder line-up” came into being, ushering in a whole new era for the band.

In this post-Nirvana landscape it seemed the trio had the world at their feet, indeed I saw them play so many nights in so many rooms and they never failed to bring that indefinable it. The chemistry between the three was clear and constant: Tim always seemed to be gently steering the ship, but it appeared a democracy rather than a dictatorship and mutiny never looked on the cards. That glorious amalgam of riffs, feedback, snaking basslines and intertwining vocals was distinctive and intoxicating, and the disparate songwriting styles of Tim and Kellie always complemented each other perfectly.

In 1999 the Home Age covers collection proved a revelation, exposing their influences to include not just staples like Weller, Bowie and The Beatles but also more obscure artists like Come and Neutral Milk Hotel (and even Sesame St).

When they played an instore at the much-missed record store Skinnys where I was working for 2000’s Rocks On The Soul – that album’s release delayed years due to legal ructions with a US label that sadly stalled them from building upon Kitten Lick’s momentum – I got to meet them properly for the first time, the group as friendly and unassuming as any you could imagine.

Although at the following year’s Big Day Out when Tim doused his guitar with lighter fluid before setting it alight and smashing it to smithereens he seemed the epitome of rock’n’roll, affability replaced with genuine fire and brimstone.

This didn’t stop me approaching Tim for a chat between bands at a Paddington house party a couple of years later and finding out that his band were without a label, and soon enough the small indie imprint I ran with friends was releasing Screamfeeder’s sterling 2003 opus Take You Apart, an honour and privilege which still makes me pinch myself to this day. By this time Darek Mudge had expanded the line-up on guitar – he still adds heft occasionally to this day – his presence filling out the sound and allowing a pleasing versatility to envelope proceedings.

Following that burst things began to slow down: they were still around but shows were fewer and farther between, with life seeming to intrude on band plans. I remember seeing them smash out a fine set at the 2007 Pig City celebration during the period when Steph Hughes (Dick Diver, Boomgates) was filling in for Dean on drums, their presence a prerequisite at a festival ostensibly celebrating Brisbane’s rich rock’n’roll heritage.

In 2011 I recall conducting a lengthy interview with Tim on 4ZZZ when the rights to their back catalogue reverted and they digitally released the 40-track b-sides collection Cargo Embargo (there’s gold in them there hills).

That same year I penned an impassioned cover story in the Time Off street press publication for what was mooted as potentially the final ever Screamfeeder gig – Dean was heading overseas again, and the future was uncertain – and was present when the ‘Feeder, Violent Soho and Tape/Off tore Fortitude Valley venue Woodlands a new one in a bittersweet display of Brisbane bonhomie.

Of course it was Bob Mould who drew them out of retirement two years later: who else was going to support the veteran as he revisited his Hüsker Dü and Sugar catalogues throiughout Australia? It was like the full turning of the circle, and seemed entirely appropriate. By this stage Tim and Kellie both had other productive projects at their disposal, but Dean was back in town and the chemistry was intact and they all just seemed to have so much fun when they played together, their songs still rife with that timeless appeal.

From here it was no surprise that new music eventuated in the form of 2017’s Pop Guilt, nor was it a shock that the album’s songs were alive and vital and up there with anything they’d concocted over the entire journey. Upon its release they played a career-retrospective instore at my new record shop, which I got to witness vicariously through the fresh eyes of one of my old Melbourne mates from before my move northwards, who was blown away by both the performance and depth of the catalogue on offer (thus in a weird way completing my own full circle).

Anyway, that’s just my Screamfeeder story, but as the great Paul Kelly is prone to say, “let the part tell the whole”. I’m proud to have been a fan, proud to be a friend, and proud to have been there for just a part of the amazing musical adventure that was and is Screamfeeder.

It didn’t matter whether you saw them sharing a stage with outfits like Pavement, Swervedriver, Sonic Youth, Rollins Band, Ride, Sleater-Kinney or The Breeders, or on any of the massive festival stages they rocked – or indeed on any of their sojourns to America, Europe, Singapore, Japan, New Zealand or basically any stage in Australia known to host rock bands – they were always resolutely their own band, and always a defiantly Brisbane institution. They did things their own way and constantly stayed true to themselves, and everyone involved was richer for the magic that inevitably ensued.

They don’t just represent the old guard of Brisbane’s amazing music scene but they’re our standard bearers, a rock-hewn bridge between disparate eras that’s been trodden by generations of ensuing bands who’ve looked up to Screamfeeder for guidance both musical and spiritual, a beacon of kinship and integrity.

I hope you enjoy Patterns Form for both the great music it contains and the lifetime of toil and inspiration that it represents, and let us never take this wonderful band for granted,

Steve Bell

The Madmen

The Madmen

HEAVILY influenced by REM, Husker Du, The Smithereeens, Stems, Beasts of Bourbon, and other late 80s guitar acts, The Madmen was Tim and Tonys’ pre-Screamfeeder band.

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The Madmen Collection

The Madmen operated between 1988 and 1990 – in that time building up a big fanbase in Townsville where they lived, and Brisbane – by repeated touring. The band released 4 slabs of vinyl:

  • 1988 – Almost Past Caring 7″ on grey vinyl
  • 1989 – Thunderegg EP 12″ – 6 songs
  • 1989 – Tower / End Of This Day 7″
  • 1990 – Cool Kinda Kid / Walking Through the Village

These came out on 2 labels, Brisbane’s Bent Records as well as Tim’s own Stone Groove. Recorded in Brisbane and Townsville studios, these records show a band in its infancy; they sound innocent, naive, fresh and young. The playing and singing aren’t perfect but the songs are simple, direct, to-the-point energetic pop songs.

The line up was Tim on guitar and singing, Tony Blades on drums, and Cameron Hurst on Bass.

We released these songs as well as a few later tracks which bridged the Madmen / Screamfeeder transition on 7 Year Glitch, and one or two ended up on Flour – either re recorded or not. Here they are as a (slightly remastered and better sounding) set of the recordings we released on vinyl only.

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The Madmen – Thunderegg EP

$35.00

From 1989 – Thunderegg EP 12″ – 6 songs.

All records are NEW, originals from the 80s. These are becoming rare, we’re down to the last 30. The vinyl itself is unplayed – in A+ condition, the cover might be A- at worst, it’s been sitting in a box since THE 1980s! Recorded in Townsville and Brisbane before the move south and the name change.

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The Madmen: Tower / End Of This Day

$14.00

From 1989 – the double A Side single Tower / End Of This Day 7″ vinyl.

These are becoming rare, we’re down to the last 20. All records are NEW, originals from the 80s. The vinyl itself is unplayed – in A+ condition, the cover might be A- at worst, it’s been sitting in a box since THE 1980s. Recorded in Townsville and released on Tim’s STONE GROOVE label, before the move south and the name change.

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Tower, filmed and edited by Kellie Lloyd.


Live at The Treasury Hotel, 1990 (ish). Recorded by Cal Crilly.

Songs: Better Let Go / Crazy (All) sung by Tony / Conquering Fears / End of this Day / Funny Fish / Cool Kinda Kid

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7 Year Glitch

7 Year Glitch

Screamfeeder - 7 year glitch

Shock Records HIP 013. Released early 1995 on The Hypnotized Label

A haphazard collection of 27 rare and previously unreleased demos, outtakes, acoustic songs, pre – screamfeeder songs (from Tim’s old band The Madmen), radio sessions, and general bits and pieces. Recorded all over the place by a lot of different people.

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Lyrics

Everything And Nothing

I call you by your only name and whisper in your ear / you should have brought a camera for the things that you hold dear / and you hold me / and everything turns to nothing and nothing means that much / and these times they’d be the best / if we could keep in touch / with hands across a distance with hands across a hole / withholding information with secrets from your soul / and your soul is sweet / when everything turns to nothing / and nothing means that much / show me the ways that i’d be saved / throw me something to clutch / i got here by my own device / i’ve never felt so near / too close for you to turn away / am i loud enough to hear? / and i’m calling you / and everything turns to nothing / and nothing turns to black / even if you were to leave me here / no promise you’d be back

Here

The city lights are bright so let’s drive / i’m looking for something to blow my mind / most things feel fine alright / set my body alight / but i can’t come home tonight / and i can’t tell you why / so won’t you come inside / where i will hide you here / where you might find what you’ve been looking for / you’re running around looking for something you haven’t got / do you know who it is or even what? / or must everyone live their lives remembering what they might have had some time ago? / or is it to late to say just what you think your life is for? / signs in the sky tell me which way to fly / signs in the street tell me which way to move my feet / but i don’t listen and i don’t read the signs / that point towards the eventual decline / but i can’t come home tonight / and i can’t tell you why / so won’t you come inside / where i will hide you here / where you may have second thoughts about / whatever it is you’re running away from / i have nothing here to offer you but the safety of my arms / and i’ll keep everything here inside of you / and keep you from any harm / can you come down and see how we all feel? / because words escape me and i’ve forgotten what is real / some reason hat you might have had is slipping from you / and now you’re lost / i will hide you here / and keep you from all your fears

I Believe

Saw you on tv tonight i didn’t know you were that good / gonna try and reach you but i don’t know if i should / after all this time and i still think that you’re ok / because when things descend on you you don’t let them come my way / i’m going to look around and see what’s true / and i believe in reincarnation too / i look at you and i wish i could see the world right through your eyes / it would be so easy if we could see right through their lies / so if you’re gonna change / then i want to be with you / if you’re going somewhere / then take me along too / because you’re my hero / and when you laugh i cry / and if you leave then i will die

End Of This Day

At the end of this day will i know what you’re trying to say or will i know how to make a start? / end this day end of this hour i will open you up like a flower / and then i will know what’s inside your heart / at the end of this day will you know what i’m trying to say or will you know how to make a start? / end this day end of this summer / now i think that my time has come / and now i know what’s inside your heart / at the end of this day will you have anything left to say or will you know how to play your part? / end this day end of this year is anything anymore clear? / and now do you know what’s inside my heart?

Metal Baby

I’d like to see if you’re alive / i’d like to know if the stars still survive / the sky is blinding the temperature is down / i get the feeling that you won’t be around / i’d like to know if you’ve awoken / and if your consciousness comes crawling for the day / will it make it through unbroken? / or will it end up like the promises you made? / and i could have stopped the burning / but i couldn’t stop my head from churning / so far from your returning / not close enough to be discerning / you made a policy to choose the wrong direction of all your avenues / the guiding lights on the road you drive on have dimmed and blurred and slowed down all your motion / and i don’t want to hate / don’t want to have a clue / it’s not what i create / but it’s all that i’m getting from you

Conquering Fears

I dress and shave for you each day / you said i missed a bit but that’s ok / i sit down here and try and write a love song / but they’re too hard to write right? ? I stop and look / you’re such a pretty pretty girl / we’ve both grown up a bit and that’s alright / because i’m her friend and it’s never gonna end / i think about that a lot / that’s how with heads together we’re conquering fears / so you wait and stop and circumnavigate / no need to expand upon / if you cannot / so afraid to sit and try and write a love song / well take it from the top / and / you’re so afraid of when it comes so slow out from / and / she’s my friend / see her forever / yeah i’m gonna see her now / that’s how with heads together we’re conquering fears / and we tear it all apart now / and no one but ourselves left / and she’ll be here for good now / and all else to forget / we’re conquering

That’s Ok With Me

The lights are out through town / the radio’s buzzing and the telephone wires are down / all i want to do tonight is stay here at home / and do the things we used to do when we were alone / do the things we did that time we were alone / the space between us is solid / so let’s break it down tonight / i know this feeling from before so let’s try and make it right / the lights are out / the house is dark i’ve got nothing to hide from you / so let’s stay home and be alone and do the things we used to do / tonight i’ll leave it up to you / well that’s ok with me / not doing things you never wanted to / well that’s ok with me / if you want to leave tomorrow / well that’s ok with me / or you can stay another day / well that’s ok with me / have things how you want them to be / well that’s ok with me / you can dictate the terms to me / well that’s ok with me / take my hand and walk with me / well that’s ok with me / i’m used to treading delicately / well that’s ok with me

Surprise Me

Please guard this like a diamond in your mind / please save my thoughts for they’re all running wild / but you remind me of a flailing butterfly / as you quiver there in your fragile little – fragile little life / your weaknesses are betrayed in your face / something in your life slightly out of place / we all fall down but you fall with more grace / and heights are always higher in your – in your case / this night started out ok / i hope it ends that way / i feel so detached from everything / don’t know how you act so cool / my head feels like a swimming pool / with people jumping – people jumping in / you can walk the line if you’ve got the time / surprise me / surprise me / please guard this like a diamond in your mind / someone is gentle someone is unkind / someone stays someone leaves you behind / someone saves your life and you will – you will find /this night started out ok / i hope it ends that way / i feel so detached from everything / don’t know how you act so cool / my head feels like a swimming pool / with people jumping – people jumping in / you can walk the line if you’ve got the time / surprise me / surprise me

Book One

Some things change / some things fade / some things become frayed / there’s something in my head and it wasn’t there yesterday / oh how i really wish you’d stay / or go away / go away to stay / today i learned about space rockets and the stars / moving motionless the days fly by so fast / 1969 an astronaut’s walking on the moon / before they sent a dog up there but she came down again pretty soon / sun keeps us warm / stars shine at night / rain gives us water and moon gives us light / snow falls in winter we can skate on the ice / wind’s blowing the trees / turning frost into ice / look back on twenty years and see how far you’ve come / the story of your life was written when you were so young / can you see exactly where it is you’re coming from? / your whole life is in front of you / and this is your book one

Smoke From Tinsel

It happens to me ten times a day and as it happens i don’t know another way / perhaps i should have worn a wetsuit to keep out of the rain but i just want it to happen again / having to hold on tightly or i’ll be thrown away / having to let go slightly so i can stay / curse me again / call my name / give a damn / how much this time? / how much will i get? / i’ve been giving it away for free and i ain’t going to stop yet / how many good or bad things will it take to change this time? / it ain’t going to take much more to change my mind / having to treat my instincts as though they’re always wrong / promises made but left behind for later on / turn yourself around / have control / have control / how to get to you before it turns around / and i’m happy when my mind can find its way around / take your time and tell me if i frown / having to wind in gently / having my mind made for me / torn in two / follow through / it’s hard to do

Car Man

There’s too much fuel in my tank / no overtaking turning vehicles, man / hope it gets me home tonight / hope it gets me through all this / catching all the orange lights / going to stay up late tonight / they can’t get inside my car / they can’t get inside my mind / my windows are wound up tight / they can’t see in through my eyes / saw nothing / traveled for miles / saw nothing / i looked down deep inside / can’t see an end in sight / biting my nails every block / i can’t slow down for all the stops / can’t slow down at all / might crash out tomorrow / drown every sound / kill every motion / i can’t turn around / i hope it gets me through all this / car man

Snail Trail

I see you / you walk my way / i see you / you walk away / you don’t like me any more / i hear you / the words you say / if i had a gun i’d blow you away / i had a dream / i dreamed of your breath / i had a dream / i dreamed of your death

Weird Day

Weird day / thoughts carry me away / no feelings to convey / get up anyway / hope it makes some sense today / and i hope we find a way / ok / weird day / don’t know what to say / forgot it all before i said it / said you lost your mind / i think that i’ve lost mine / but i’ll get it back in just a minute / spilt my drink out of my cup / spilt my mind you wiped it up / spilt my heart you walked away / i tripped over myself / i was trying to say what a weird weird / weird day / weird in my brain / you don’t turn around before you’re gone / thoughts lead me astray / i always drift away / it’s been pretty strange here all day long

Hole Of Blood

There is a lot of major carnage in nature and we can only let it pass / real guys don’t want to watch the tarantula annihilate / they’d rather watch the cowboys kicking ass / but when she says she can’t have you because her hole of blood is keeping her whole / there’s a lot of bad inside the hand of every man / we don’t have to act like ants / we don’t live for the tribe / don’t have to live by the tribe to survive / it’s better to die / it’s better first that you should know some about the forces keeping you alive / don’t beat it to submission / it’s always fear that always underlies / too scared to adore / fresh orders to obey / keeping you unsure / keep your hate at bay / or does it make you bigger? / getting things disfigured / you are your own worst enemy / just admit it you don’t like alternatives / there’s a lot of indiscrepancies on board / contradictions are the only thing that’s sure / real guys don’t want to see a death they couldn’t create / they want some real action so they can relate

Thick And Shitty

All along you crave / what’s the song you gave? / little thoughts to save / now they’re gone – it’s late / little bits i keep / little loads to heap / lose em all in sleep / let em die, i leave / **i can’t remember these 2 lines** / did you learn it wrong / little locks i glue / stale crumbs of food / known a lot of untruths / thought i could have used / i should just let em fall / i get caught and snagged / i should forget them all

Know You Now

I never saw the world through your eyes / i never stopped to realise / because you’d never stop to communicate / the things i’d like were the things you’d hate / because i know how / and i know you now / and i know what it’s all about / did you ever stop to tell the truth? / did you ever let me in on the real you? / because i couldn’t understand the things you’d say / you thought i’d like you better that way / did you feel afraid to know? / or show me what you’d never show? / because all your thoughts and all your doubts / you don’t know what the hell they’re all about

Almost Past Caring

A month ago it would have hurt me / a month ago it would have made me cry / because i’ve given everything that i’ve got to give and now i’m quite content to let things lie / can’t think what you want from me / i certainly don’t want a thing from you / you’re trying to get me back for things i never even did or is that just another excuse / i’m almost past caring / i’m tired of wasting my time waiting for something that’ll never happen / and i’m tired of pretending that there’s something worth waiting for / i was dangling from a string waiting on your attention / but i’m not hanging there any more / a month ago it would have hurt me / a month ago i wouldn’t have known which way to go / rather than face you i would have curled up to die / but i’m over it now / well almost/ almost past caring / almost past caring

Cool Kinda Kid

Cool kinda kid has had enough of all his stuff / pushed to the edge / pain in my head / it ain’t that tough / hell bent on hell / like every next one / no more of this / cool kinda kid / cool kinda kid / it’s not what you will do / but what you did / can’t we wind up? Can’t we wind back / every little bit? / getting all wound out / getting all wound back / white turns to black / cool kinda kid getting kinda sick of all his shit

I Can’t Live

Saw you near the edge of town it was the other day / saw your long hair blowing round and then i heard you say / i’m waiting for my man and it’s been such a long time / he says he misses me but won’t tell me if he’s mine / and i’m looking and i see / and i’m thinking what can it be? / and i know that i can’t live if you don’t love me / saw you near the edge of town it was the other day / the night was coming down and then i heard you say / said i’m still waiting and i’ve lost all track of time / he says he misses me but won’t tell me if he’s mine / ch / turn turn around / turn turn around

Hold On

Ain’t got the flame to burn out your name / ain’t got the hammer to shatter the chain / can’t find the knife to cut you a slice / to kill off your hunger and dry out your eyes / hold on it’s nearly all gone / ain’t you going to tell me i’m wrong? / can’t find the words to make myself strong / ain’t got the strength to let it go on / ain’t got the heat to warm up your seat / ain’t got the spark to try and compete / can’t find the sugar to sweeten your mouth / i ain’t got the money to call you now / hold on it’s nearly all gone / can’t you see that it just is wrong? / ain’t got the words to make a new song / ain’t got the strength to let it go on / ain’t got the lips to give you a kiss / ain’t got the body to fulfill your wish / ain’t got the voice to sing you goodnight / ain’t got the arms to say it’s alright / hold on it’s nearly all gone / can’t you see that it just is wrong? / if you want me i won’t be along / ain’t got the strength to let it go on

Five Pointed Star

They’ve lost the focus / and all the hocus pocus / they want to be stock brokers / nothing like their folks / saying hippy mom and dad / look at all the fun you’ve had / the times have done their changing and now they are just bad / you tell them about twenty five years ago / you’re lucky if they can remember ten / pity you can’t just go back again / two turns and you can’t win / the world keeps getting its fingers in / secrets don’t last a second once out from within / never stop coming back again / they’ve lost the plot / out in all the empty lots / a five pointed star is all they recognise as god / satan’s in the suburbs / i saw his name written there / paint it on your bedpost / you probably wouldn’t dare / do you have a clue what your caper is / or are you trying to impress your friends? Is there really nothing else within? / do you really give your soul to him? / they’ve found the potion to drain them of emotion / got to keep it flowing / keep a constant coating / they’ve lost the exit / they can’t find the opening / you gave your soul to him / you can’t remember anything

7-11

I hear my name being called from machines along the walls / i move towards my goal / paper cups and chicken rolls / all lined up evermore / i have it in my soul / i know i can’t go home / please take me to the store / open up the oven door / don’t have to wait no more / microwave heaven is here / some noodles and some beer / and a vid for later on / for me alone / the store looks hot it looks quite packed tonight / and we could stop and stare if you just slowed a bit / and if we had some money we could go spend it / and we could stay and ogle at the counter chick / i gave my hands to her / show me where the best things are / drinks chill and coffee spills / and popcorn pops for me / at 10:55 we’ll see / she stacks the shelves so well / with tacos toothpaste gel / to clean me feed me brush my teeth / but they don’t make it heaven

Who’s Counting?

Put out the rubbish today / there’s a lot of things that i just can’t say / most of them wanting to be heard / all of them choking on a word / it’s a call that i can’t respond / since most of what i’ve said is at best half right / it’s all half wrong / facts are burnt but they’re not gone / they remain and i can’t remember one / can’t remember one / took a walk down my street today / there’s a lot of cars parked in the way / reminds me of words that don’t make my mouth / a million ways to block it out / so our conversation’s lame / here’s hoping my questions don’t sound the same / they’re thick and fast / i’m just trying to hold what’s past / if i can’t forget then how will i make it last? /i can’t recall the last / i can’t recall the last / filled up a box today / with all the things i managed to not say / still it’s a call that i can’t make / a message that no-one else can take can’t take / there is a word that i can’t fake / the sound of a voice going straight to tape / still it’s a call that i can’t make / a message that no-one can take

Better Let Go

Better let go if you’re holding too tight / better let go if the end is in sight / better not give up without a fight / better not fall asleep tonight / you know you won’t go but you know that you just might

Tower

There’s no one else around / and you’re the best thing in the world / so what do you want to want? / because there’s sadness in your eyes / and some place you wish you were / so let the light embrace / because we’re still heavy on this earth / i wish everything went around / and i wish there was a sound / i don’t want to be in far away places / never is anything coloured / or does it flower / this is the closest to my heaven transmission tower / if you’re scared you should have stayed / this is the place where no one goes / the edge without a seam / and we’re without a colour scheme / our eyes will swallow up the sky / never does it get darker / or does it change / never will the clouds lift / so they can make space / never will they let go / so they can take the test / never will they take flight / never leave the nest / never will they make the heavens or see the stars / never will they see the future or make the past / never is anything coloured or does it flower / this is the closest to my heaven transmission tower / there’s no one else around and now we’re more afraid / now they know how / and they’ve got the power / they’ve worked it out and they’ve built the tower / we’re more afraid

A Silence

Though i feel kind of easy there’s no one left that can hear / and the wind keeps blowing outside / and there’s nothing left i can fear / so i watch this yellow butterfly make a stand and make itself clear / and a rumble in the distance / and a mighty hum that’s bringing all fear / and a silence seems to watch me / and a silence seems so near / as a finger grates down a blackboard / it’s a silence i cannot hear / an unearthly movement through the crust / something wants to make itself known / and a dwelling through the ages / and a curse is carried home / and a grasping at the roots of all that we have known / and a grip with shivering tension as a silence turns to stone / and a silence seems to watch me / and a silence seems so near / as a finger grates down my backbone / and a silence makes me its lair / and a silence seems to watch me / and a silence seems so close / like the force of dew in the morning time / subtle / still it takes control

Introducing Screamfeeder

Introducing Screamfeeder

Introducing Screamfeeder

Shock Records SCREAM1CD. Released August 2004

After 14 odd years of putting pen to paper and axe to wax, Brisbane’s Screamfeeder released a singles album. “Introducing: Screamfeeder” will be a collection of 20 songs, including all their singles as well as a few “almost singles, or songs which shoulda been or coulda been singles too”.

INTRODUCING: SCREAMFEEDERSingles and More 1992 – 2004

A collection of 21 singles, as well as other songs which made it onto video, or were the opening tracks from albums or EPs. Recorded, mixed etc over the period 1992 – 2004 by a million different people. Art by Tess Donoughue

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Dart

Single / Kitten Licks / Closing Alaska Ep / Rockinghorse Studio NSW / May 1996 / Paul McKercher

T : dart was the first single from kitten licks, our fifth album, and first featuring Dean behind the drum kit. We were rehearsing in a little room under barry parade in spring hill with a few other bands, and we got into the habit of going in almost every night for an hour or two. This was early 1996. We wrote most of the album and the single b sides in there, just knocking riffs around together. It was a real turning point, the first Time we’d really written entire songs as a band, and we were having a great Time. This song was tricky and took quite a few nights to nail, but we were all fired up about it and no matter how much yelling ”you’re playing it backwards, the beat should go like this!” I did, we still had fun putting it together. When we were done we were very proud. I had the verse melody, Kellie came up with the chorus melody and she took it home and wrote the lyrics. The title (and that of Kellie’s down the drinker) is a reference back to martin amis’s london fields which Kellie and I had just been reading (a dart = a cigarette). We took an afternoon off from recording the album to make the video in the hills outside byron bay — we knew it would be the single already — shock were all excited from the demo version we’d recorded a few months earlier. We tried to re-do the vocals for the album’s american release, as we’d done the singing for dart on the last afternoon of our recording session, right before we mixed it. My voice was all hoarse and worn out and I kept wanting to do it one more Time, but it just kept getting worse. After a few hours in the studio in Brisbane with Magoo a few years later we concluded that the song just didn’t have the same spark sung “all nice” so we abandoned the idea.

K : this was fun to write! It started off as one little riff that turned into this cool song. The first Time we actually pulled it off without stopping we all stood there and looked at each other. We knew we had done something special. At this Time we were communicating with each other in a new way. A language of our own, which included ways of speaking “drums”. It’s completely hilarious how so many conversations we have require speaking in drum beats. Lyrically it’s a whole bunch of paranoia and conspiracy theory about being lied to your whole life. Denial, treason, lies. But it’s not about drugs. Someone once told me dart was about heroin addiction.

D : I can’t help but think of cows when I hear this track, or any of the songs on kitten licks — maybe because we recorded it near byron bay. But hold on, I don’t think I saw any cows at all, maybe some horses. But the cows are still in my mind. I prefer to record in the city, you keep busy in the city. What’s with turning the beat around? We were being clever.

I’m neat in cycles / mess on the floor / cram you in twice a day / you ask what for? / with every mention you make and every lesson you take / every question at stake is one big lie / with all the soul that’s on sale and all the lost / ones you bail / every boring detail is one big lie / bite with incisors / try all your might / denial’s exciting / treason’s alright / I’m in denial / losing litres by the mile / I’m cruising up your dial

Wrote You Off

Burn Out Your Name / Megaphon Studio Sydney / March 1993 / David Price

T : track 2 from our second album burn out your name. Why this song wasn’t the single off the album none of us will ever know. It got us our first solid airplay on jjj — which wasn’t something we expected, or would rely upon in any way for publicity back then — and everyone loved it. We were living in a house in heussler tce in paddington; me, my girlfriend, and various other friends, on and off, including both Kellie and tony (blades, our original drummer, who was with us until just after fill yourself with music in 1995) for a while. I came up with this tuning in the front room (our office; Kellie, tony and I all had desks in there – I ran the record label, tony booked the band, and Kellie wrote for magazines) and wrote a bunch of songs all at once. The tuning: eada#be, the songs: wrote you off, monster, button, I won’t be there. They all appeared on the album. It has always been a favourite way of ours for coming up with new song ideas — invent a new tuning. Not about anything in particular — like fingers and toes — but the same general personal themes run through all our early albums. It got dropped from the set after a while as it was a real killer to sing; we should have written it a few keys down. I wish I could have sung it a bit better on the album too, but that’s hindsight for you.

K : recording burn out your name was such a great experience. The first Time we were in a proper studio with a proper producer. We drove down to Sydney in the van to record with david price, and he certainly had his work cut out for him when we were mixing — all of us over his shoulder telling him to turn our instruments up “more bass, turn the toms up, push the guitars up” etc. He had a bit of a temper too, he liked to kick things around a bit. I think we drove him a bit crazy. Why was this song not a single? I think we all thought it was too obvious to be a single. Whatever that means, we were a contrary lot back then.

D : when I moved to Brisbane in 1991 there was this band called screamfeeder who were just everywhere. You would pick up a street mag and — bang! — they were in your face every week. I could see why. My friends and I would slag them off — I was jealous; I wanted to be in the band. 3 or 4 years later I was in. Funny — I wrote them off.

Wrote you off but I’m missing / now I’m down for some kissing / fingers crossed I was wishing / they’re a knot and I’m pissing in the wind and I can’t untie them / hold my hand because I’m quaking / don’t need coffee to be shaking / wish it was progress that I’m making / but it’s a mess and it’s breaking like a twig and I can’t repair it / I can’t repair it / got my hands in my pockets / feeling dumb I should stop it / got my guts in a bucket and my heart / I think I lost it / wrote you off but I’m missing / now I’m down from the bitching / hold my hand because I’m itching / understand why I’m cringing / just inside but I cannot hide it / like a coal and it’s burning through me / like the cold and it’s turning freezing / and my heart / I think I lost it.

Bunny

Single / Take You Apart / Black Box Studio Brisbane / Studio 001 Melbourne / April 2003 / Magoo & Matt Maddock

T : came up with the riff outside our practice room near chinatown in the valley one night, late 2002, waiting for the others to show up. We shared the room with halfway and it was always a real mess. We went inside, knocked the chords together and quickly got out of there again after committing it to 4 track. I wrote the words the next day. We started playing it live the following week, at a gig with sleater kinney at the zoo. Like most of our songs it’s in b.

K : possibly my fave song on the album, it’s great to play live and I love singing the chorus. We recorded the album over 2 or 3 sessions, in Brisbane where it was hot summer, and in Melbourne where it was freezing cold. Matt Maddock, Tim and I played cards while Magoo mixed. We all quietly yelled at each other the whole Time, and got sore throats. It was so much fun, and so sad when it was all over.

D : this album was a blast to make, I was listening to lots of old soul records and it really comes through.

Last night I let myself out in the cold / can’t go back I’m breaking parole / ‘cos I made up a story with some words that I stole / I’m gonna find a chemical to take you apart / I wanna find a way I can appeal to your heart / listen while I dig myself into a hole / got no money now / couldn’t make the bail / just woke up and I’m living in a jail / ain’t so funny now / now you’re on my trail / I’m a little bunny and you’ve got me by the tail / can’t relax cos it’ll be trouble / can’t retract cos I know it’ll be double / I’m just trying to make a living by doing what I’m told / and you can make a killing making love to the world / I heard they made a gun in the shape of a girl / I’m trying to buy something that ain’t being sold / got no money now / couldn’t make the bail / just woke up and I’m living in a jail / ain’t so funny now / now you’re on my trail / I’m a little bunny and you’ve got me by the tail / I’m a little bunny and you’ve got me by the tail / I’m a little bunny and you’ve got me by the tail

Walls Come Tumbling Down (The Style Council)

Home Age Ep / The Dirty Room Brisbane / Red Zeds Brisbane / August 1999 / Magoo

T : after kitten licks came out we were given the opportunity to program rage — every band’s dream. We had a gig on wollongong on the saturday afternoon and we drove back to Sydney in the rain. We went out that night to see powderfinger at the metro. Kellie stole a bottle of their red wine and I stood on bernard’s hand in the foyer. Jebediah stood around all night singing wrote you off and lost in the snow to us. We ended up at a backgammon bar in kings cross and had a big fun night. The next morning we had to check out of our hotel, the thellellan beach house in bondi. We walked down the road to the house of one of the shock staff where we’d film all the little bits in between songs (it’s not done live). Still drunk, we sat around, ate some popcorn and drank some more wine. The talking dissolved into uncontrollable laughter almost every Time someone opened their mouth. It was fun. We finally got to see the edition of rage when we were in a perth hotel room, falling-over drunk, again. One of the songs we programmed was the style council’s walls come tumbling down — all being big paul weller fans. I remembered the video from when it came out in about 1985, the band in prague, running around and playing, and looking cool. And what a great song. When we asked our american label for some money to record a new album (this was 1999 already) to follow up kitten licks, they went all quiet and stopped returning our emails. In the end they said we weren’t allowed to record any new songs and release them in australia for fear of a new album being leaked to the states, before it was officially released there. So, bound and gagged, we decided to record a covers record instead. We did 6 songs with Magoo in Brisbane and added 2 old b-sides from the gravity single (also covers), and 2 songs Kellie and I knocked together on the keyboards, to make a very healthy 10 song ep, home age.

K : recording home age was a lot of fun, and was the first Time since flour we had recorded anything more than demos in Brisbane. Working with Magoo was great and would lead us back to him for take you apart. We did a lot of experimenting, and he was very keen to try lots of different things out. We would also record in a way we had never done before, taking each song as a whole instead of recording the drums and then doing bass guitar parts afterwards. We worked on each song one at a Time, moving the drums to a different room for each one. I think we did a good job on this song, changing it slightly in the middle bit.. A bit cheeky, thinking we could better something paul weller had written!

Triple Hook

Single / Rocks On The Soul Bonus Disc / Velvet Studio Sydney / June 1998 / Red Zeds Brisbane / July 1998 / Martin White / Magoo

T : after releasing hi cs in 1998 we needed another single to keep things moving, so we decided to record a new song we had, domino. We went into the studio with martin white, who kept us entertained with stories of working with the cure back in the late 80s. We put a lot of effort into domino, adding layer upon layer of guitars and backing vocals. At the end of the day we also knocked off another little ditty we had lying around called triple hook. When we played the mixes to our manager joe, he looked at us blankly through domino, and then when he heard triple hook he said “that’s the single”. We were a bit miffed. We ended up adding some extra backing vocals to the song with Magoo a bit later, and mixing it a bit better too, for the single. Our friend and drinking buddy at the Time lee did the artwork exclusively for us and designed the whole cover.

K : I wrote this when I was living at mt nebo, just outside Brisbane. I guess it’s about gossip. One line is inspired by Dean — “so thin that it doesn’t stink” — it’s about one Dean’s shirts! He’d worn a shirt 2 gigs in row and said that it was ok, it wouldn’t stink because it was so thin. Just one of the many classic comments to come out of Dean’s mouth.

I know you’ve been banging his drum / I know so does everyone / talk’s cheap, but it’s never free / you shouldn’t trust your secrets with me / so thin that it doesn’t stink / stretching it on top of everything / even your smile hides a bitter tongue / I know what you’re talking about / rumours are getting around / talk low so nobody hears / your body language is loud and clear / is it hatemail that you’re sending? / is it a broken heart you’re mending? / is it your mother’s cash your spending? / is this your get away? / I know what you’re talking about / rumours are getting around / talk low so nobody hears / your body language is loud and clear / I know you’ve been banging his drum / I know so does everyone / talk’s cheap. This advice is free / don’t trust your secrets with me

Above The Dove

Single / Rocks On The Soul / Bustin’ Up, Melbourne / June 2000 / The Pound System

T : the first single from our 2000 album rocks on the soul, this song was written when we were rehearsing at a house on stanley st in east Brisbane in 1999. Ian from powderfinger used to run his studio there, then he moved out and the soma rasa guys took over. The song was inspired initially by sesame street, where I’d heard a song with the chorus “..above the dove..”. The story is about aliens coming to land, but not taking people away with them — taking the animals instead and leaving all the people behind. I can’t remember where the idea came from. The tense sounding eaeaae tuning always made the song sound pretty serious, but woody and the reverend (the pound system) really homed in on it and brought it to life with a lot of serious mixing and wacky sounds. The swooping delay sounds were so good we went out and bought the pedals ourselves. This was the point where we decided to get another guitarist in the band, to help achieve live the sounds we’d captured on the album. Mike squire played with us for about a year, followed by Darek Mudge. We made a video based around us all lying in bed together in eerie blackness. It was an easy job, we were actually asleep in between being woken to sing various lines each.

K : this video was a complete first for me. I story-boarded the whole thing and had broken it down into a shooting script and everything. I’m not usually that organized and like to fly by the seat of my pants as it were, but we had hired people for lighting and camera so we needed to do it right, it was costing us money. A great example of how Tim can steal things and make them his own.

D : the pound system session was a weird one at first. We were stripped right back. Two days into the recording I was ready to catch a plane home — they’d told me I wasn’t allowed to play any drum fills. “that’s enough Dean, we’ll loop it!” They said.

We’ve got an intergalactic invasion on our hands / don’t call security because they won’t understand / the doves are nesting in the floodlights on the field / they don’t want to miss the action darkness might conceal / aliens take positions in our libraries one by one / they unwrite our history books with their little laser guns / as we’re deleted word by word it becomes clear / future’s exploded because our past has disappeared / knowing there’s a sign to say they’ll take you when they leave / wearing shirts that proudly state that we believe / confident the continent will surely hear the word / the call’s been made and all the passengers have heard / going to a place where they can walk the streets with pride / the insect world is packed and they all climb inside / the birds can learn to swim and all the fish will fly / above the dove in the safety of the sky / you won’t be proud, but you won’t be allowed / above the dove in the safety of the clouds

Lost In The Snow

Fill Yourself With Music / Closing Alaska Ep / Paradise Studio Sydney / December 1994 / Wayne Conolly

T : when we came back from our tour of europe in early 1994 we needed to release another single from burn out your name and we decided on button. We also realised we needed some b sides, so we got some new songs together and put out the felicitator ep. Lost in the snow was a brand new one we’d written and we recorded a version of it with mick borkowski at vibrafeel. We liked it so much that we re-recorded it and it ended up being the first track on our next album as well. The song is about the breakup of hüsker dü, one of our favourite bands ever. Inspired by the liner notes from their last album warehouse: songs and stories, bob mould had written a little piece and “opened the door, got lost in the snow” were the final words. Without a sound by dinosaur jr was just out at the Time and we were all into multi guitar lines all going at once.

K : this song reminds me of traveling through europe, playing weird little venues in france, spain and germany, and also places in australia like geelong, ballarat and lismore. I’m not sure why, I think because it’s about being in a band that’s on the verge of imploding, and I quit our band while we were on tour for this record. “we only wish you what it takes to get along” was like a mantra to me. As it turned out, we got Dean in the band, found a way to get along, and the mantra became reality. On a lighter note — I’d like to take this opportunity to point out a lyrical gem “the news was bad, future was badder”. Nice one. This is another killer song to play live, I play heaps of bass chords which I don’t really get to do it so much any more — they get lost competing with guitars. Yes it really is a competition, and on this song Tim is having one big competition with himself with those layered solos!

It didn’t hurt / we kept right on playing / we hadn’t heard the faithful praying / with all we had / it didn’t seem to matter / the news was bad / the future badder / falling into a hole was pointless and just wrong / we only wish you what it takes to get along / it didn’t rain / skies didn’t open / the world spun on / angels were hoping / it didn’t hurt / it was a lesson / snowing on dirt / you were a blessing / you lost your vision and forgot your golden star / and when it did rain they weren’t tears for you at all / you kept it from us you were losing it / the angels watching over you just let you slip away so painlessly / they were the only ones who knew / now the snow has frozen up both your cities / the angels disappeared from view / they left before we could have owned them / like they had nothing left to do

Gravity

Single / Kitten Licks / Rockinghorse Studio NSW / May 1996 / Paul McKercher

T : Tim rogers showed me the old rolling stones egdgbe tuning at the annandale one night, so I put it to good use on 3 songs on kitten licks. Gravity, the 3rd single, was one. Kellie and I co wrote the words, literally line for line. I can’t believe we got away with a cheese reference in the 4th line! We’d really only just learned this song (and quite a few of the others) before we recorded the album, never played them live or got them to the final stage they would arrive after a year or so of refining-by-playing-live. It was a struggle getting through some of them — lots of counting each other in and out while the tape rolled (it was our last album recorded direct to tape). But I guess that’s why it’s called a record. This songs sounds much better in hindsight, it wasn’t one of our most favourite ones at the Time. We played this song live on recovery one morning, we were freezing and tired from having just driven in from ballarat, and my shoes were too tight. It might not have been the best performance ever.

K : I got out my diary and we took lines out of it. The original stuff I’d written was a red wine and valium induced stream of consciousness. I agree about the cheese line, what were we thinking? It rained continuously the whole Time we were at rocking horse. We were expecting paul McKercher the night before we started recording, he never arrived. We were a bit worried. He got lost on the way to the house where we were staying and ended up bogged at the bottom of the driveway. Still unsure where he was, he’d slept in his car. We had to cross a creek on the way to the studio every day and I was freaking out that we would get cut off and not be able to finish the record, as Tim was leaving to go overseas the day after we were due to finish. As it turned out the album was finished with no interference from the heavens and Tim got on a plane as scheduled. It was a pleasure making this record. The lush surrounds, a great producer, songs we were really proud of (and just getting the hang of), the band all getting along.

D : there are those cows again.

I like a warm red glow (i like fast I like slow) / I like you sitting away from me (so I can stretch right out) / I like forgetting my name (and all these things you remember) / I like the smoothness of cheese (the way it slides down) / your tongue is silvery (as it touches mine) / your hands push me to be (they’re pushing me away) / a scared lamb to the slaughter / spiteful and petticoated / waiting for the sentence / is there safety to the silence? / saw the sun go down today (you write my name in the sand) / violent orange turned to grey (the sea turned silver) / gravity is good cos I can’t slip / comfort feels safe but I’m repulsed by it / lick the salt right out of my lips / my teeth sink in but they won’t stick / I like sitting in the dark (no one can see me smile) / I try not to touch the sides (no one can hear me breathe) / I drag it into the air (no one looks at me) / I stick pins inside of me (i just think it feels good) / when I close my eyes I can see the sun

Hi Cs

Single / Rocks On The Soul Bonus Disc / Velvet Studio Sydney / November 1997 / Paul McKercher

T : after touring for kitten licks for almost two years we moved into a rehearsal room at red zeds, a now defunct Brisbane studio. It was a very noisy small room and we didn’t like being there. Some nights there was so much noise coming in from the other practice rooms it was like we were the meat in a heavy metal sandwich. (this was before we bought the 4-track) or decided to ditch them anyway. We wrote hi cs there one night and managed to remember it long enough to finish it. It came out as a single in between albums and ended appearing on the rocks on the soul bonus disc as well. The songs on that disc (hi cs, triple hook, planet matador, sparks jump, and the instrumentals decaptivated, beef me up and the rat and the goldfish) were all that remained from that particular period; no others would survive long enough to end up on rocks on the soul. The song revolves around 3 chords, b, e and a, all played without moving from the second fret. Very similar to bunny. The lyrics, equally minimal, are 3 lines, repeated. We shot the video outside the bardon 7-11, in keeping with our “no budget” video making ethic, Kellie and I singing into the camera while all our friends (including Dean in a blonde wig) wandered in and out of the shop behind us. It took about half an hour. The shop owners started getting annoyed after that. We did two takes straight through, pretty sure we used the first one.

K : actually it was the second take we used, the first one someone opened the door to the shop and everyone piled in and no one came back out. The second take was pure genius. We couldn’t have scripted a better clip. I think this was the beginning of the new style of writing we would take with us onto the next 2 albums. Keeping things as simple of possible.

Smiling stars and musical notes / I can’t read either / on hi cs I navigate by neither / can’t see a pattern forming

Fingers And Toes

Single / Burn Out Your Name / Megaphon Studio Sydney / March 1993 / David Price

T : our first ever real single — even coming out on vinyl in europe. This was written in 1992 along with all the other songs on burn out your name. The signature sound of this song comes from a few things — my new eadaae tuning, a real lot of guitar overdubs, and my “unique” vocal approach. This is not to mention tone’s concrete slab drum work and Kellie’s crazy bass lines. We recorded all the songs to a click track, and it really helped; they would have sped up and down all over the place and been far less solid without it. Tone came up with the drum intro just before the first Time we took the song to Sydney, and we came up with the monster guitar slides during that tour, where we opened with the song every night. We played it solidly for a couple of years, but it fell out of the set as it was such a mammoth effort to play, for all of us. For me a couple of years yelling like that really took its toll, and I found I couldn’t sing it the same after a while. It was a prize song for extreme rock moves though, so if you ever see pictures of us playing, with Kellie and I practically bending over backwards, we were almost definitely playing this song. The lyrics dealt with un-specific early 20 something angst, guilt and emotional turmoil. We made a video for the song featuring footage of a baby crawling around, us rocking out “in the forest” (at tony’s parents’ place), and some live footage from metropolis in Brisbane (filmed at the last gig we did supporting pavement on their first tour here. I was wearing a back brace under my t-shirt, as I’d slipped a disc at perth airport and had to play the adelaide show that night sitting down. Got back to Brisbane and managed to stand up again). The album was remastered and repackaged, and released in america by taang! In 1994 (taang!88).

K : this was always so much fun to play! Huge guitar slides, big fat bass distortion, and it’s so dark and menacing sounding – with so much emotion. All the songs on this album are so dense, layered with heaps of guitars, and somehow the bass still comes through all that murky noise. All I wanted was to have this huge distorted sound, and we achieved it. When evan dando and tom morgan came in to the studio, we were working on the guitars on fingers and toes. I remember evan said it sounded so good we shouldn’t put vocals on it.

Can’t see for seeing / can’t feel for being / eyes try to fail me / can’t lie to save me / too many exits / not enough guts to stand trial / not enough Time to stay a while / had my turn and blew it / should have said I knew it / too much waste to conquer / too much hate to want to / get on the outside and turn me right over / stuck on the inside, each day getting older / rip it right out, take my head off my shoulders / get on the outside until there’s nothing left over / too many exits / not enough health for two of us / not enough help to use / and I have to feel it / you can keep your dreaming / you can hide your feelings / can you look not have it? / can you feel not grab it? / can you just not have it?

Fill Yourself With Music

Single / Fill Yourself With Music / Paradise Studio Sydney / December 1994 / Wayne Conolly

T : the title track, and first single from our 3rd album of the same name. We recorded with wayne, and had a ball. A really friendly, easy going Time. This was the early-mid 90’s, the glory years of indie rock, we were listening to the flaming lips’ albums and wayne was on a big sebadoh kick at the Time which translated over to our album having a loose organic feel. The recording was easy and fun, and mixing it was a piece of piss too. I didn’t own any gear at the Time, I’d smashed my 2 guitars and my amp was broken, so we borrowed all these amazing guitars and amps from wayne and also simon from the hummingbirds. The “guys who’ll make you cry, they start with e and b and m” are evan dando, bob mould and matthew sweet — all great influences at the Time as well. I didn’t quite hit the mark with my plan to “write the perfect pop song” — some of the chords could still be better, but the lyrics are still ok. Wayne introduced me to the jagermeister school of singing during the last days of the session, and it was a revelation. The whole album was an exercise in just doing whatever the hell we wanted in the studio, and not feeling any pressure (from ourselves, or from the record company) to live up to any previous standards or anyone’s expectations. A lot of people found the whole album a bit “soft” after the heavy slab of rock that was burn out your name, and looking back, lightweight pop songs like this one and who’s counting? Certainly would throw people off a bit. But who wants to make the same album twice? This was to be tony’s last recording with us although none of us knew it at the Time, the first screamfeeder line up would fall apart during the tour for the album, in the middle of 1995.

K : we went down to Sydney on a greyhound bus to make this record. It was one of the worst bus trips I’ve ever had. Tony and I had to sit together and we weren’t getting along very well at this stage, and I was very down about it all. When we got off the bus, I just wanted to get back on it again and go home. When you make an album, you remember all the feelings of the studio, the surroundings and other small details. I remember how hard it was to get along with tony, how Tim was with his girlfriend, and I felt very lonely. I was reading a book called the death of rock ‘n’ roll which didn’t help my state of mind, and the album was full of emotionally heavy and sad songs. Wayne was great, he was open to a lot of experimentation and had a very calming influence in the studio. I was continuing my love affair with my big muff distortion pedal. After button, this was my least favourite screamfeeder song.

Fill yourself with music let the good vibrations flow / if you ain’t heard the message then there’s something you should know / cos’ there’s guys to make you cry / they start with e and b and m / and girls who’ll twist your world / and you will be grateful to them / fill yourself with music! / fill yourself with song / let the music do the rest / elation to depression / extreme emotions are the best / my baby’s gone away I can’t get by without her around / just turn it up and drown myself in sound / fill yourself! / walk out in the sunshine let it fill you up with light / and curl up with your radio to make it through the night / there’s special songs for everyone to make you feel alright / they open up your heart /and bring your pain to the light

Static

Single / Kitten Licks / Rockinghorse Studio NSW / May 1996 / Paul McKercher

T : the opening track and second single from kitten licks. The first 3 songs (static, bridge over nothing, dart) ended up a family — all written in the same open a tuning, we’d always play “the big 3” together in quick succession at gigs. We recorded the album in the lush surrounds of northern NSW. Paul McKercher and his partner had just had their baby — joe — and the whole family was up there with us. Paul amused us daily by saying “guys I’m just popping into lismore quickly, see you about 12.00, we’ll start recording then”. A lot of waiting around was done, a lot of ping pong was played and eating done. At around 4.30 he would arrive back, all happy and ready to get down to the studio. I wrote this song in the kitchen at st james st after reading a texan fanzine called dreamwhip, which had a story about making a radio that broadcasted nothing but static. I forgot to credit the author for ripping off his story — luckily I remembered to do so when the album came out in america (Time bomb records in 1999). Played this song on recovery one morning later in 1996, the footage was good so we used it for the video clip.

K : this was when I felt like I was really a part of the band. We got Dean in on drums and the whole world opened up for us. We were very disciplined at this point, walking into the valley each day to the practice room with a whole new approach to writing songs. Almost every day we would come up with a new riff that would be turned into a song. A very creative Time where everyone was part of the process. Tim was really getting good at stealing other people’s ideas and making them into songs. Kitten licks was rife with it! But you could never guess where any of these things had come from, someTimes even if you’d read the same book he had appropriated an idea from. Thanks to wendy and jason (schmuck) for the great single cover art for static. They came up with a character for every song on the album that we put onto a t-shirt, and later on the u.s. Version of the album. They also did a huge painting for us that we used for the cover art of the u.s. Mini album we put out in 1997, closing alaska. (guilt ridden pop trg 89361-2)

I’m going to build a radio with static from the stars / and broadcast at a frequency you’ll pick up in your cars / I’m setting out on airwaves where I will feel right at home / I’m going to call it nothing because you don’t need to be known / my signal will get lost in all the white noise floating by / it drifts above the cities invisible in the sky / and if I transmit long enough someone will roll through the dial /and they’ll stop on some static and they’ll listen for a while / though they’ll feel some mysterious transaction has been made / a message slipped through interference has been received some way / because thoughts don’t need to be worded for you to understand / you listen through your eyes just like you hear through your hands / I’m feeling far away

12345

Single / Take You Apart / Sing Sing Studio Melbourne / Studio 001 Melbourne / April 2003 / Magoo & Matt Maddock

T : a black-keys-only song written by Kellie lloyd and I in the kitchen of her house in bardon one afternoon when we were meant to be rehearsing for an acoustic gig. Dean and Darek popped by and I said “what do you think of this?” They said “oh yeah..” We liked it so much we played it as an instrumental at the acoustic show, and again quite a few Times before I wrote the words. Lyrically simple or complex? Deep or shallow? It’s both at once. Contradictions and dualities abound within screamfeeder. We made the video at the troubadour in Brisbane and got sekiden and a bunch of other friends to dance for us. It was a weird afternoon, we got drunk really quickly.

K : I got bored of the way we were writing songs so I started bringing in my dodgy keyboard to come up with stuff for the next album. Tim and I had been doing some acoustic duet shows with me playing keys, so it seemed logical. I know nothing about playing piano, so I just made up little riffs that we could turn into songs. In a live context this means that I play the keyboard while Darek plays bass. It’s heaps of fun. The film clip didn’t turn out the way we’d hoped. It was meant to be our signature one take job, but none of us were happy with any one take, so I had the unenviable task of editing the 6 takes into a cohesive whole. It nearly hospitalised me. Tim would repeatedly come in after I’d worked for hours and say he wasn’t happy with it. In the end I did it, and it don’t look too bad.

1 2 3 4 5 / can’t you tell that I’m alive? / my writing’s bad but here’s my letter / I’ll let you know I wanna make it better / 5 6 7 8 9 / it’s a crime it’s a crime / my talking’s bad / but listen hard / I feel alone when you put up your guard / 6 7 8 9 10 / can’t we just begin again? / my luck was bad / can we go back if I make up for all I lack? / 3 4 5 6 7 8 / it ain’t so hard to get it straight / my life was bad but it was living / now you’ve just gotta come and be forgiving / if I get to 10 I won’t count again / a long Time listening to the phone call ring / I’m almost at 9 / I’m almost out of Time / and there’s a lot of places that I’ve never been / there’s a lot of places that I’ve never been

Who’s Counting?

Single / Fill Yourself With Music / Closing Alaska Ep / Paradise Studio Sydney / December 1994 / Charing Cross Studio Sydney / August 1995 / Wayne Conolly / Paul McKercher

T : the second single from the fill yourself with music, it was released as a double a side with sweet little oranges. The cd even came with “limited edition sweet orange scent”— someone at shock had dabbed each cd cover with orange scented oil. This is the single mix; the version on the album has all the drums panned to the left, and all the vocals on the right. Someone decided, possibly joe our manager at the Time, that this severe panning might not be too good on the radio, so we got paul McKercher to remix the song at charing cross studio. The new version sounds a lot brighter and more “mixed”. Pretty much all the backing vocals on the whole album were made up on the spot, recorded first take, so there’s a lot of interesting stuff going on there. This was about the Time we’d really started getting into pavement, and the whole “loose” (oh yeah, it used to be called slacker) thing comes through here. An easy song, not about much, but pretty good fun to play. The single featured a sleepily lazy version of sebadoh’s brand new love, which we recorded on a tiny acoustic guitar, late on the last night of the whole session after plenty of red wine.

K : this is such a weird little pop song, very different for us at the Time. Very pavement-esque — the sounds and the stripped-back guitars and the way it’s mixed. We were definitely moving away from what we had done before. It’s quite deceptively complicated, with these great opposing bass and guitar lines that run on top of each other, and I always loved the last line — “tracing them back straight to hell”. I hadn’t heard this album for a few years, and after we’d had finished it I’d told myself that I didn’t like it, but when I heard it again I couldn’t believe how good it sounded. For me, I think it has the best bass lines of any of our albums and Tim’s songwriting had taken on some pretty hefty subject matter — it seems to be a big turning point for him in a personal way, looking at himself and his past.

Put out the rubbish today / there’s a lot of things that I just can’t say / all of them wanting to be heard / most of them choking on a word / it’s a call that I can’t respond / since most of what I’ve said is at best half right / it’s all half wrong / facts are burnt but they’re not gone / they remain but I can’t explain you one / can’t pertain to one / walked down my street today / there’s a lot of cars parked in the way / reminds me of words that don’t make my mouth / I find I prefer not to talk it out / so our conversation’s lame / but who’s counting the ways we can be inane? / they’re all the same but we drag them out again / can’t react / it’s a trap and it’s a game / there are cracks I can’t explain / got cracks I can’t explain / filled up a box today / with all the things I managed not to say / they can’t stay because they’re no help / can’t throw them away all by myself / because they are cracks I could not foretell / I’m tracing them straight back to hell

Stopless

Promo Single / Rocks On The Soul / Bustin’ Up, Melbourne / June 2000 / The Pound System

T : anyone who’s been in a band as long as we have has definitely put in a few good years on the dole. The rock ‘n’ roll. Putting your form in at what used to be called the dss. Kellie’s line “some dss guy wouldn’t have a clue about what I will achieve in my life” is genius. The pound system really jumped on this track, taking it apart and reassembling it their way. It was great fun working so intensely in the digital domain for the first Time. It was also a great laugh seeing woody, homeless at the Time and sleeping in the studio, ambling down toorak road in south yarra looking for his first coffee of the morning, or showing up at our hotel room for a shower every few days. Ironically, like close again, it was a song we’d only ever demo-d then quickly forgotten, putting it up the end of our cd of songs we had to work with for the album. So there you go, the two least likely candidates end up book-ending the whole album. They never told us where they got the drum loop from, they nicked it from somewhere, little monkeys. We played this song live with a full backing track of drum loops and assorted noises until the task of taking a cd walkman on tour and running it through the foldback became too much for Dean (it was his walkman).

K : we had a great Time making this record. A whole month in Melbourne recording and mixing. The lyrics were taken from diary entries from years previous, a song about old ex’s, forgiving yourself and letting go. The guitar is in the eadaae tuning Tim showed me, which I also used for close again. I had been listening to a lot of my bloody valentine — stopless and close again were very strongly inspired by their sound and simple revolving chords, changing the vocal melody instead of the chords to make the song interesting. Recording this album, I was able to sing more, play more instruments and have more fun. I have to thank woody mostly for achieving what I was actually wanting to do with this song.

D : I’m not too sure but at the Time I thought the drum loop was stolen from a madonna song. The one where she’s all dressed in leather, kissing guys and girls..

If I’m talking in past tense / I have lived a charmed existence / now that change is in the air / another force that we’ll compare / I thought at Times I’d been enlightened / to tell the truth I’d become frightened / by all the things I’ve never learned / and all the energy I’d burned / on all those stupid boys that I thought / were worth my Time and I would die for / I’d lose my head and when my heart felt / I’d add to my life’s list of disappointment / he sounded good on the phone / I’d walk at night on my own / I knew that it was worth it / and I’d never have to do it again / I’ve been having weird dreams again / I just wanna have the one where I win / all the Times they’ve said this job’s for you / some dss guy wouldn’t have a clue / of what I will achieve in my life / it’s not some 9-5 thing or a house wife / not that any of those things are bad / it’s just never been a dream the I’ve had / I’ve got a dark ambition in me / I will be independent and free / and all the stupid things I’ve done / I’ll never have to do them again

Mr Tuba

Promo Single / Rocks On The Soul / Bustin’ Up, Melbourne / June 2000 / The Pound System

T : sesame street is a great inspiration for writing songs, and this is another direct rip off. Mr tuba joins the town band, and he plays so loudly and out of Time that the other members of the band tell him that if he doesn’t listen he must go. A great concept — we’ve all known people like this. This song featured in the set for a year or two before we recorded it, and with its rousing chorus was always great fun to play. We sent Dean out from the studio one afternoon with a portable dat recorder and a microphone to record ambient street sounds, while the rest of us stayed put, keeping warm, drinking coffee and smoking. His mission was successful and we chopped up the sounds and added them to the end section. The reverend put the icing on the cake with his great lead break after the last chorus. This was a promo single off the album.

K : thanks to leo mullins (2 litre dolby), ollie brown (art of fighting) and brendan webb (ex-sandpit) for lending their singing talents to the choruses of this song. I think they weren’t as loud as they could have been in the mix, I’ll take that up with woody when I see him next. Again, Tim nicking an idea and making a great song out of it. D : I managed to sneak a couple of drum fills into this song while woody and the reverend were out getting their dinner.

Mr tuba your sound is beautiful and round but you don’t listen / the rest of the band are tired of only playing your tunes / you should stop being rude, and just be happy with what you’ve been given / a nice big bell an inspired section and a chair to sit on / small prickles grow into rosebushes / we can change anything we feel / how can we love a guy who pushes? / we won’t deny or can’t conceal / that we’re not going to grow to love your presence

I Don’t Know What To Do Any More

Single / Take You Apart / Black Box Brisbane / January 2002 / Magoo & Matt Maddock

T : a simple song, written around the title, which had been lying around in my head for about 6 months before I did anything with it. The second single from take you apart — we actually recorded it ahead of the album in january 2003. We made perhaps our most fun video ever for this song, breaking teeth and microphones, which inspired me to sing it live without playing guitar. Darek played half the guitar on this recording.

K : editing the clip on a friend’s computer I had a great Time laughing at Dean falling over the drum kit 2 million Times in a row. Tim brought this in basically as a finished song and we beat it into shape in rehearsals. We were sharing the powderfinger’s practice room on vulture st — we were like their poor cousins that they let move in. Eventually they told us “if you move out this week, we won’t worry about the 6 months rent you owe us.”

D : I think keith moon came down and finished the end of the track for me while I was out getting my dinner. No-one told me he was in town.

I ain’t saving myself for a rainy day / I ain’t saving you up ’til I can pay / you don’t care what I’ve got to say / you tell me that I’m a bore / and I don’t know what to do any more / I called the doctor and he laughed at me like I was on dope / he kept putting me on hold every Time I spoke / he’s all booked up and I’m broke / and now I’m feeling sore / and now I don’t know what to do any more / he’s all booked up and I’m broke / and now I’m feeling sore / and I don’t know what to do any more / can’t call me this can’t call me that / but she calls me it all / and I can’t help it I’ve just gotta wait for her to call / she’s the blinding sun in my eyes and I just stand in awe / ’til I don’t know what to do any more / she’s the blinding sun in my eyes / and I just stand in awe / and I don’t know what to do any more

Tower

Flour / Vibrafeel Studio Brisbane / November 1991 – January 1992 / Mick Borkowski

T : the first song on the first screamfeeder album, flour. An old song — it was written in 1988 when we still lived in townsville and were still called the madmen. The song was inspired by a news report about a space rocket that couldn’t leave the ground because of bad weather. Other themes get a peek, paranoia, missing someone, feeling isolated and feeling liberated, the euphoric infinity of space. Written around an open b chord, very new day rising. Also inspired by winterland by died pretty, which we’d previously covered. When we moved to Brisbane in 1989 Kellie got in touch and volunteered her services to make a video for this song, and that’s how we met her. Within a year she’d replaced our then bassist cam hurst. The original version was recorded at murray nash’s place “nashville” in townsville. He had the idea for the vocal delay, and for the drum fills in the choruses. He even played them – he was an excellent drummer. Our temporary 4th member bruce gardner played on the original version too, his guitar tone really filled out the sound. I guess this was our “best song yet” at the Time, and we released it as our second 7” single on our own label stone groove. We re-recorded it with mick borkowski at vibrafeel. Not sure why we bothered though, as the original version was pretty much bang on. Then in 1996 we decided to re-mix and master the album as it hadn’t really been mastered the first Time around, and mick reckoned he could mix it better. So we mixed it again, and in the process I laid down new vocals on some of the songs, this one included. We re-issued it with slightly modified cover art (sur521rcd). This is the re-mixed version.

K : I was really intrigued by the madmen, I hadn’t really heard that much of them, but I heard the single tower and I really liked it. I remember the night my clip for it clip was played on rage, I started running around the house and screaming. I knew the guys would be out in the city and not watching tv, but I was so excited that my boyfriend and I jumped on his motorbike and rode to the club where they were and told them. There’s no other feeling like hearing your song on the radio for the first Time, and seeing something you’ve made shown on tv is exactly the same. You can’t describe it.

There’s no one else around and you’re the best thing in the world / so what do you want to want? / because there’s sadness here with you and some place you wish you were / so let the light embrace because we’re still heavy on this earth / I wish everything went round / and I wish there was a sound / I don’t want to be in far away places / never is anything coloured or does it flower / this is the closest to my heaven transmission tower / if you’re scared you should have stayed / this is the place where no one goes / the edge without a seam / and we’re without a colour scheme / our eyes will swallow up the sky / never does it get darker or does it change / never will the clouds lift, so they can make space / never will they let go so they can take the test / never will they take flight, never leave the nest / never will they make the heavens or see the stars / never will they see the future, or make the past / never is anything coloured, or does it flower / this is the closest to my heaven transmission tower / there’s no one else around and now we’re more afraid / now they know how and they’ve got the power / they’ve worked it out and they’ve built the tower / we’re more afraid

Button

Felicitator Ep / Burn Out Your Name / Megaphon Studio Sydney / March 1993 / David Price

T : this song makes me laugh. It was our “simple little pop song” for the album, and was such fun to play. The little squeaks through the song are bits of guitar feedback, it was so overdriven it would feed back even during playing. We had a real fight over the mixing desk for most of the session — david price would be up there doing his thing (and hats off to him) and then I’d wheel my chair up towards the end of the mix of each song and crank the guitars up a few notches while he wasn’t looking. Kellie was quite keen on doing the same thing with the bass. Luckily tony was happy to sit back on the couch and have a relaxing smoke with dan, our then label manager at survival. Other people dropped in too, evan and tom came up one “morning” (around 4pm) and did some lazy backing vocals on a song called goat cheese. It was a fun session, we stayed in marrickville with our old friend sully, and walked round to the studio every morning. We toured europe on the back of the album in late 1992, playing france, germany, spain and switzerland for the first Time. Jeff graham, Kellie’s old band mate from krud shot a video for this song — us rocking out in Kellie’s loungeroom, indispersed with stock footage of maggots amongst other stuff.

K : I think I liked this song the least out of all the songs we had at this stage. I don’t know why.

Don’t bring me symptoms, I don’t feel sick / I don’t want a promise if it won’t stick / I don’t want nothing except you to push my button / don’t want anaesthetic / I’m not awake / I feel pathetic, mistakes I make / I don’t need nothing except you to push my button / you know the secret / I hope you ain’t forgotten / I don’t want nothing except you to push my button / don’t want an injection, I’ve got it sewn / don’t want your infections / I’ve got my own

Sweet Little Oranges

Single / Fill Yourself With Music / Paradise Studio Sydney / December 1994 / Charing Cross Studio Sydney / August 1995 / Wayne Conolly / Paul McKercher

T : pretty sure I borrowed wayne’s sg for this song, as we were trying to go for the whole boston / buffalo tom / early lemonheads sound. The title came from our travels in spain, where there are oranges everywhere. The words in the chorus I nicked from the film like water for chocolate. The flaming lips references are there for all to hear. Our friend mike, who later became our second guitarist (2000-2001) came down to Sydney to play harmonica on this song and also numb. This is the single version of the song, remixed by paul McKercher. It sounds a bit punchier than the album version. K : the songs that I love from this album are the slower, sadder songs. Fill yourself with music may have thrown some people with its musical approach, but there are still some catchy pop moments such as this song.

Just like a flaming lip / enough spit would extinguish it / I feel its gentle fit / I’ll burn my hand a bit and I won’t change / I can’t retune my own preset personal frequencies / don’t need to reduce any of my inadequacies / I won’t respond to your accusations of negligence / I can’t relate to pretentions of non-intelligence / they burn a hole in me / found my insecurities / they’ve got a minute hand / I’ve got a grain of sand and all the power it holds / but I can’t release the energy for an eternal flame / the box of matches inside me has gotten wet again / they warm me up in little bursts each Time a spark is thrown / and when the whole box caches light then I will burn alone / it is a recipe between a clenched up fist and sweet little oranges / it is a precipice / it is a hand to kiss and mine are flaming lips

Ice Patrol

Single / Take You Apart / Psi Fi Brisbane / Black Box Brisbane / Matt Maddock

T : this was recorded as a fill-in single before we became involved with rhythm ace, and almost didn’t make it on to take you apart because we thought it wouldn’t fit. Almost as old as needles, another song written for but left off rocks on the soul. The words are inspired by some guys in the arctic circle who have to go out “on ice patrol” to protect themselves from icebergs (i saw it on telly), but are easily adaptable to a much broader range of situations. We wrote this song in eaef#be along with mr tuba, but we ditched that tuning after a while as it was too inconvenient to play at gigs. We recorded this with our sound engineer and drinking buddy matt Maddock and stayed up till about 7 in the morning doing it. At about 2.00 am we passed through the “going crazy, working too long and shouting at each other because we couldn’t get the guitar to sound right” stage, but we settled down again, got the guitar right came out of it ok. Did all the singing after that, while everyone else slept.

K : psi-fi had this amazing feel to it — a big warehouse type of arrangement with gigantic fish tanks in the walls, and a row of theatre — style chairs at the back, all of which gave it a real dreamy feel. The clip for this was really fun to make. I took Tim’s approach to songwriting and applied it in a visual context, basically stealing footage and editing it. I found 15 minutes of unedited film of a 1970’s interpretive dance class in new york in the dance section of the qut library where I was working, and it was the perfect canvas to work with. I used a borrowed i-book and edited the clip in premier, learning the program as I worked. It was the most liberating creative process. I loved how I could slow down the movements of the dancers and make them move to the words and phrasing.

I’m on ice patrol / I’m looking out for ways we could be crushed / I fly above the secret sea checking out what we can’t trust / controlling my balance isn’t instinctual I must remember to really try / I feel if I move I’ll fall like I’ve been shaken loose inside / trying to remember a dream that died / the moment I awake I’m watching it dissolve a split second at a Time / here’s my paper back I wrote my name but then I changed my mind / I want to go where there are no dreams / where there are no dreams / by the water’s edge we watch the icebergs flow / they can kill us in a blink although they move so slow / we tried to shoot them up and bomb them / we painted them black / they didn’t break or melt or even acknowledge our attack / by the water’s edge we watch the icebergs flow / they can kill us in a blink / we tried to shoot them we painted them black / they did not acknowledge our attack / the biggest things move slowly you don’t notice them arrive / they’ll dispatch some danger and they’ll sail on by / on patrol there’s too much to know I’ve got too little to lose / I want to know where there are no dreams / I want to go where there are no dreams / where there are no dreams

Tomorrow Never Knows (Beatles)

Home Age Ep / The Dirty Room, Brisbane / Red Zeds Brisbane / August 1999 / Magoo

T : when we went to record home age we thought it would be fun to do a beatles song. It was going to be rain, but we then decided it would be a little less obvious to do a song with more room to move, and to have Kellie singing it. Magoo had so much fun with his space echo machine on our version of sun ain’t gonna shine any more, that he and our engineer for the session scritch really decided to crank it on this track. And what fun it was. The tinny sounding drums were recorded from a walkman-sized baby’s toy drum box. Other jangly toys made appearances throughout, as do the sounds of drumsticks hammered against guitar strings. Kellie’s pitched-up voice can be heard teasing Dean right at the start too! Kellie laid down about 5 or 6 vocal tracks late at night; we came in the next morning ready to listen through them all and Magoo just said “let’s use them all!”. It was very easy and fun to record this track, we didn’t have to do much work really, most of it was looped and assembled, so we just had to make a bunch of weird sounds, play a few bars of the song, and leave Magoo and scritch play with the space echo for a few hours. One of the most sonically pleasing of our songs, ever. I played bass and Kellie played guitar on this recording and whenever we’d play the song live, which wasn’t very often, as it was to easy to get lost amongst the crazy backing track noises.