Showing posts with label Chris Matthews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chris Matthews. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Chris Matthews (Headless Chickens) interview

SOMETHING TO CROW ABOUT

The land of the long white cloud has produced many a rare bird but few as unique as the Headless Chickens. Perhaps it was a combination of its relative isolation to the world at large and the fact that NZ boasts a self-sustained, rich music scene that helped create a band like them - we may never know. But whatever primal forces were at work, founding member Chris Matthews managed to guide his band to success without ever compromising creatively. Headless Chickens break-through album Body Blow (1991) has become legendary, producing hits as diverse as Gaskrankinstation and Cruise Control and still stands today as one of the most successful albums ever by a Kiwi band.

As the roadies at Melbourne's Hi-Fi Bar set the stage for Headless Chickens’ first Australian show since 1993, I corner Chris Matthews for a lively pre-gig chat. I begin by asking him if it was difficult getting most of the original band back together for this year's reunion. “Not really for them,” he laughs, “I live in a place called Dunedin and they are all in Auckland, so I had to leave my home and go to them!” The reunion, surprisingly was not Chris’s idea. “No, it started with our drummer Bevan whose girlfriend works for the promoters of Homebake (NZ). They asked if he would consider a one-off reunion show and he had been wanting us to get back together for a while and Homebake was a motive for me.... So I said yes because I was doing sweet FA after the break-up.”

The band’s last official release was 1998’s ‘Greedy’, a highly successful album in their homeland. So what lead to their seemingly untimely split in 2000? “There was just a definite time when I knew we were over. Fiona (McDonald), for one, had left. We had tried working with different people, I had some new songs, but it just wasn’t the same. They were good musicians and everything but we didn’t have the friendships and drive that I had been used to. Work was also very slow and so I just decided to break up the band.” In preparation for the reunion tour the band rehearsed for seven weeks – but was that enough time in retrospect? “Well, we just thought that’d do. Mostly the setlist has stayed the same on this tour as we just didn’t have time to rehearse everything we might have wanted to play.” (At that moment Chris shows me the set list and it’s a goldmine of the Chickens best loved tracks… but I’m still not satisfied.) Chris, where is your amazing cover of Abba’s Super Trooper? (recorded in 1996 for a Flying Nun bands Abba tribute CD.) Looking highly amused he says, “Oh we didn’t rehearse that because there were virtually no live instruments on our version. We wanted to do it really quickly so we just used samples. The guitar on that is actually from a Motorhead song!”

The thought of Abba meets Motorhead doesn’t sound so ridiculous in this era of the mash-up. It’s also a reminder of how innovative this band really was. Our talk turns to possible future releases and I want to know if there are plans for a much overdue Headless Chickens DVD. “A recent show in Auckland was filmed so we might be doing something with that, even if it’s only uploading it to YouTube." He says "You don’t need permission or record company clearance to share privately filmed live performances.” Chris still clearly sees his band as truly independent. “We have a lot of unreleased footage taken by friends of the band performing, some of which dates back to the early days and it’s those things that would really make a DVD release worth doing.” The Flying Nun label has a huge catalogue of superb bands, surely they’re eager to throw open the vaults now that many classic NZ bands are reforming to tour? “Warners bought out Flying Nun and therefore own our back catalogue and aren’t doing anything with it. That does mean that our early vinyl releases, especially Children’s Hour (Matthews’s pre-Headless Chickens band), are gaining value.” He tells me proudly that the first Headless Chickens EP can fetch up to $150 among traders. He should know - Chris is a serious collector of rare, out-of-print Flying Nun releases.

As long as the vaults stay closed the collector market can continue to flourish, a fact I’m sure Chris is content with. He shows great interest in the finer details of the CDs fans bring to him for autographs during our chat. He has an encyclopedic knowledge of his band’s catalogue. “That’s the later Australian edition of our album on Mushroom,” he tells a delighted fan holding a copy of Body Blow. “That was a good release. They added four new mixes that didn’t appear on the NZ version, but the cover art wasn’t as good.” It was a great nerd moment. I felt a thrill knowing some of my own Headless Chickens collection has become rare as hen’s teeth.

lEIGh5


Headless Chickens live in Melbourne, 2008 (review)

w/ support Hercules In New York & Mission Control
(venue: The Hi-fi Bar)

With the possible exception of Bondi, it’s pretty unusual to find the ratio of a 20-1 Kiwi/Aussie audience in Australia. Sure enough though, at Auckland’s most adored band’s surprise reunion show, those were the stats. The mullets were many and the vowels were strained in a room modestly filling out with the band’s homeland devotees. The first support act, Hercules in New York played their short electro-rock set to a very minimal audiences but like any good band, played as though it were a capacity festival crowd. Unusually, the drummer is positioned front and centre stage and the bass amp is up to bowel bothering pitch. The playing is fierce and tight but it seems the sheer volume is what’s keeping a potential crowd huddling around the bar and merch stall. Mission Control have a slightly more cock-rock approach and quite frankly look hot enough to fry an egg on. Song wise, they come in on the same bus as Galvatrons. It’s a high energy start to the night. Now the supports are over, there’s feverish crowing in anticipation of Headless Chickens first Melbourne show in 15 years. Several fans here tonight remember that last show and the looks on their faces give away the devastating joy which we are about to experience.

As one by one the band enter the stage, the front row show their love with some frantic chicken ‘Bok-book-urk’s’. Sounds like someone’s laid an egg in excitement before a single note has even been played. To kick-off they launch straight into the anthemic Donka from rare debut LP Stunt Clown. It’s such a treat to hear brilliant songs like this and Railway Surfing brought back from (almost) obscurity. The dream set-list continues with Cruise Control, where vocalist Fiona McDonald gets to unleash her ethereal voice over a particularly grimey, power-riff version of the group’s biggest hit in Australia.

The set focus is mainly on the hit-making Body Blow period, the only album that featured McDonald throughout. Room however is still left for some of leader Chris Matthews’ post & pre-Fiona tracks such as the psychedelic, guitar heavy Monkey Jar and Cyclic. He is in his element with these less ‘poppy’ pieces but surprisingly, likes to throw in a bit of blues guitar here and there. (I thought he was anarchy!) Chris and Fiona share vocals on most of the material tonight, and rarely is the duo-magic as awesome as it is on Mr Moon. The vocal mics however are just a little too quiet causing the music to sometimes drown out those gorgeous notes but then there’s never a concert without at least one problem. The sight of a techie frantically doing stuff to a guitar pedal is nothing most of us haven’t seen before and tonight is no exception. It’s OK though, Fiona fills in on the mic while some unknown problem is being sorted. “Anyone know any good jokes?” She asks sheepishly. Without waiting, she ads “Alright, I’ll tell one – Two buckets of vomit are walking down the street, they pass a gutter – one says to the other – that’s where I was brought up!” It was good, in a you-had-to-be-there way and she gets kudos as comedy is much harder than music.

It’s midway through the set now and every song is received with wild cheers of approval. They go for back-to-back favourites from this point. The bitter-sweet Juice is sounding as fresh as ever and the colossal Million $ Dream may have been the strongest performance of the night. Then comes Gaskrankinstation and you can just smell the oil as they whip it up into the suburban horror show that it is. By now everyone is jumping and arm waving like lunatics and singing back to the band. They’ve bought us into the eye of the storm and choose that - the perfect moment - to throw in hyper ball-tearer, Donde Esta La Pollo (Where Is The Cock). Up until now, second guitarist Ant Nevison had been barely visible at the back of the stage. He gets the warmest reception as he takes the lead vocal mic for the rap on this Spanish/English party banger.

The passing of time has in no way impaired their notoriously wild live shows. There’s no chance to catch your breath as they fly straight into Choppers, one of Chris’s best vocal tirades – Shouts militantly: “Kill the fat controller! Pray to a new god!” Drummer Bevan is beating the crap out of his kit, the guitars are like a hurricane and soaring above it all is Fiona weaving her sweetly sung “Oh, I can’t believe my ears…” line through the mad racket. The crowd are senseless with joy. We want them to get louder and go further and gallop through the freakin’ room. George is next and a sure sign the end is close. This was their only NZ number 1 single and the last release with Fiona on vocals. It’s a heavy, trip-hoppy piece reminiscent of Curve or even PJ Harvey. The mood shifts in the room, but they still have us in the grip. There’s no waiting for the encore, barely 2 minutes goes by and the band re-emerge launching straight into the groovy, moody Do The Headless Chicken. Watching them exit the stage, it’s hard to believe it’s over. Something was missing. They played all the favourites, the show was magnificent, but the sad knowledge that this was just a one-off was hanging there. It’s time to miss them all over again.









lEIGh5


HI-FI BAR SET LIST 04/12/08: 
Donka
Railway Surfing
Cruise Control
Monkey Jar
Slice
Mr Moon
Totalling Dads Car
Untitled
Soulcatcher
Juice
Million $ Dream
Gaskrankinstation
Donde Esta Le Pollo
Choppers
George
Do The Headless Chicken
Agitpop