In Photos: The Aints! + Colonel Kramer & The Eamon Dilworth One Man Brass Ensemble @ Triffid, 27.10.2018
The Aints play two sets at Triffid in Brisbane, the first a set of Saints classics, the second the band’s new The Church of Simultaneous Existence album from start to finish. Support from Ed Kuepper supporting his own band under the Colonel Kramer & The Eamon Dilworth One Man Brass Ensemble moniker.
Ed Kuepper is no yesterday man. He was quick to distance himself from pre-emptive punk outfit The Saints following the group’s dissipation in 1978. Yet as the years have been marched by, this oft-bleak voice of Australian music has never hidden his affection for the iconic group’s formative iteration. With 40–years passing since The Saints […]
On the 40th anniversary of the release of The Saints classic (I’m) Stranded album; founding member, guitarist and songwriter Ed Kuepper revisits the material performed by the seminal band with The Aints, the band he formed during the early 1990s, as part of this year’s Brisbane Festival line-up.
Playing your biggest hit/best known song more than once during a show is never a good thing. When The Undertones nonchalantly play ‘Teenage Kicks’ as their tenth song, it’s perfect. It’s a true punk rock moment. Guitarist Damian O’Neill dedicates it to someone in the crowd before being reprimanded by singer Paul McLoone for the […]
I know. You’re expecting ‘This Perfect Day’ or ‘Know Your Product’ or some similar incendiary blast from the 1970s. You’re wrong. This is by way of acknowledging that perhaps I’ve been wrong for quite a while now, too. In Brisbane, there are two types of music fans. The ones who side with Chris Bailey. The ones […]
In a way that I can’t quite explain, Ed Kuepper seems to epitomise everything best in Australian music and perhaps everything best in some bigger philosophy of music. The fact that he’s gone through so many musical stages over such a long time span isn’t necessarily the impressive part, but rather that none of his […]
Dynamics are the key and it’s only if you really goddamn feel the song you’ve written, understand it with every fibre, does it all instinctively flesh itself out in a live scenario.
It’s a race against time to photograph Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds in the 4:04 duration of “We No Who U R”, the first track from new album “Push The Sky Away”
In the early 90s, a select band of music critics at Melody Maker would regularly compete with one another to find fresh ways to praise the moody Australian genius.
Growing up in a big city, you’re tied to a scene. In the backwoods, you tend to be much more experimental.