Which got me to thinking – a lot of Australian ‘bands’ that
have found international acclaim (and their way into my CD collection) over the past
decade or so have also tended to driven by their own Kevin
Parker-isolated-muso-types. The Vines’ sound was largely a reflection of Craig
Nicholls’ part-schizophrenic mindset. Luke Steele of the Sleepy Jackson and Empire
of the Sun is the archetype of the ‘temperamental-isolated-Antipodean-genius ‘,
managing to work his way through more ‘bandmates’ than single releases. While the circumstances that led to the
departure of two-thirds of Wolfmother’s line-up were somewhat different, their
departure still solidified the notion that Andrew Stockdale was the driving
force behind that group. The three great hopes of Aussie indie dance, the
Presets, Cut Copy, and Midnight Juggernauts, have an average of precisely 3.00 members.
And the wildly lauded ‘Since I Left You’ by the Avalanches was basically the
product of a few guys’ record collections. Only Jet (and possibly Wolfmother)
fit the mould of your classic pub-rock band.
Head back to the ‘90s though, and there were plenty of bands
that gained their popularity from making a racket live. Powderfinger, You Am I,
Grinspoon, Jebediah, the Superjesus, Custard, The Cruel Sea, Spiderbait,
Regurgitator, and of course Silverchair, were all bands whose music you could
go to a sweaty bar and get drunk to, rather than lie on your bed and play it through
your laptop speakers. Yet few of these
bands (Silverchair being the obvious exception) had that much success overseas (some deservedly so). The recent crop of introverted
musicians has been more likely to show up in NME, Pitchfork, or even non-Aussie
Rolling Stone than the raucous alternative rockers of the decade before.
Part of the reason for this may be that the more recent crop
of bands are better (I think they are, but then I’m a Beatles fan and social
introvert). But I think their success says
something too about how the music industry has changed; in an increasingly
globalised and digitalised world there are no ‘scenes’, or rather there is one
global ‘scene’, and this has allowed the isolationist to flourish. Listeners,
both in Australia and overseas, have many more opportunities now to discover
the precocious muso twiddling away in the bedroom (sigh … there really is no
good way to phrase that). In years past, bands like Empire of the Sun and Midnight
Juggernauts wouldn’t have got past the bouncer at the door. In the past, your
band needed to be a ‘gang’. Now you just need some friends to play the parts
when you’re touring.
(By the by, I recommend ‘Lonerism’; I think it’s a step
above ‘Innerspeaker’ in that the tracks on that album tended to blend too much into
one another. They blend on ‘Lonerism’ as well, but each track also has its own
distinct ideas to make it stand out.)
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