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Coolio Desgracias is the rap alter-ego of Simon Milman, known for playing with nearly every band in Canberra from Julia & The Deep Sea Sirens and The Ellis Collective to Los Chavos and Fats Homicide. As Coolio Desgracias, he adopts an outsized cartoon persona, a mix of smart-alecs like Humpty Hump and Flava Flav, with the free-associative funky lyricism of a Kool Keith or Ghostface Killah.

For his latest release – Bulk TV and Heartbreak – he asked if I would shoot a video of his work process. Bulk TV and Heartbreak is a series of instrumentals, recorded and mixed between his home studio and Merloc Studios. I felt it was an opportunity to showcase Coolio the hip-hop scholar and producer, rather than Coolio the lovable rappin’-ass clown. To make this clear, we even included a shot of Simon hanging up his gold chains and dollar-sign ring before getting down to the serious business of beatmaking.

Bulk TV and Heartbreak is chocked with evocative, cinematic music – I was spoilt in having so many great tunes to lay under the video (I made the most of it and used five separate tracks). I also went with a dry, earnest tone, most apparent in the educational lilt of the intertitles. Our next collaboration – a riff on MTV’s Cribs – is in the planning stages and won’t take itself so seriously!

I threatened to do this a couple of months ago, so here it is – the script for my shelved meta-murder-mystery play L’Assassiner De Faux Faux Amis.  It’s my favourite thing I’ve written so far.

L’ASSASSINER DE FAUX FAUX AMIS – a play by Luke McGrath

Faux Faux Druids

On Friday, Faux Faux Amis played the opening party for the Ainslie Arts Centre. It was a chance to share our new projection visuals. Here’s a teaser:

The soundtrack is a portion of Good Night, time-stretched to 12% of its original speed.

Kev has a rotating disco light he sometimes takes to gigs – when I asked him to bring it to the shoot, he went all-out and borrowed an additional two multi-colour scanner units. We ran all three concurrently while dancing to the Chemical Brothers . Layering the film and dissolving between takes adds to the Exploding Plastic Inevitable feel, psychedelic and unsettling. I also drew Ruffmercy-style onto some of the footage. The result is relentless, patterns and faces and colours in a constant neon swirl, a nightclub from a Winding Refn flick.

LUKE: Two weeks ago, Nick and I launched our debut Babyfreeze EP – Forever Together.

I’ve already given an account of Babyfreeze’s circuitous journey up to this point, so I thought I’d wax specifically on my two compositions.

When I played Worked Up for our producer Paul Heslin, he laughed and commented that all my songs now seemed to be about sex. This was somewhat true of Cool Weapon’s oeuvre, but I’d never written this explicitly about the act itself. The lyrics are pure id, a catalogue of the feelings and desires generated simply by gazing at the object of my lust. Live, Nick delivers a preamble telling the audience that I actually wrote the song about him, which segues into an exhibition of our most suggestive dance moves.

The song’s odd arrangement – a stuttering, cavernous beat and a three-note bassline – sounds like a punk rocker’s first stab at drum’n’bass (which, ahem, it is). When we perform it, I dial the reverb up to cathedral levels, and the whole thing writhes and flails like a speared wildebeest, threatening to topple over at any second. Proof of this fragility revealed itself when we recorded it for the EP – our first stab was missing something, and the more we tried to fix it by tweaking the arrangement or adding elements, the further it slipped from us. A week before the release of the EP, Paul boldly suggested we scuttle the current version and re-record the basic tracks and vocals. It was the right call. The new version is what you hear on the EP – I can’t pinpoint why it now works, but it does. After its difficult birth, it’s been gratifying to hear so many people express their love for it.

Babyfreeze - 4EVER

Nick remembered On My Own from a demo I played him years ago and pushed for us to record it for this release. Musically, I was going for an LCD Soundsystem-style vamp. Lyrically, it’s a departure for me – I normally start with a strong title or opening line and branch out from there. I free-associated the lyrics for On My Own – the verses are flashes from a night out clubbing, and the chorus… well, even I don’t know how the chorus fits, it’s kind of the self-doubting yin in the midst of all the trash-talking yang (speaking of hubris, my favourite line is, ‘I get babes / Like you get beatings‘).

Tying the two tracks together is the incredible Matt Lustri, in his guise as Housemouse. Matt is one of Canberra’s most gifted musicians, a phenomenal (and versatile) guitarist who also happens to be a world-class emcee. His lyrical dexterity and serpentine flow is the first voice we hear on the EP, an arrangement choice we made after he dropped that verse. It was so fucking hot there was no place else to put it! He brings a different energy to the Babyfreeze universe and I would love to have him spit on everything we do.

Next up, Nick has a raft of video ideas which are going to push us past our limits. Stay tuned!

NICK: Paul H has been in the picture from the start, he produced the very first Babyfreeze demos. He’s not an invisible producer, to work with him is to stamp your record with his style and we chose him very deliberately on that basis. His cold post-industrial vibe wrestles nicely with the lurid sugary nature of the songs, and his approach to the mix really made the most out of our other sensational guest musicians.

Fossil Rabbit is my favorite guitarist on Earth, no poker face. I’ve played with him for years in Prom and he’s proven incapable of writing a part that I don’t love. He really sank his teeth into the dance-y brief and added a nice layer of tweaked-out paranoia. We approached Marc Robertson in the capacity of ‘Keyboard player’ but he quickly trashed that quaint notion and instead gave us goody bag of fucked-up sounds for Paul to paint with as he saw fit. Cathy Petocz is Canberra’s most consistently impressive artist of any kind and the Soulbot 9000 persona she busts out here is only a tiny hint of her skill and range as a singer.

Single Sex Couples is the first Babyfreeze song I wrote and I was kind of hoping it would be an anachronistic relic by now. The lyrics blow right past Gay Rights to a platform of Gay Superiority, posited in simple aesthetic terms and sung by a cringing-ly dorky straight character (not much of a stretch for me). Defenceless wasn’t an obvious choice for a Babyfreeze song but it’s become something of a showstopper live. It was written in a moment of very real romantic despair but in the context of a BFreeze set it’s become something more defiant. That said, I wanted the recorded version to be super-vunerable, hence me asking Paul to let my slightly pitch-y vocal ride with no effects. If that choice stops the song from being as as palatable as it otherwise could be then that’s very much in the Babyfreeze spirit.

RIVER - Luke McGrath

NICK-  The River That’ll Carry Me Home is a song I used to play with my old band Big Score. Big Score essentially had four lead singers and I learnt that trading off lead vocals is a great way to add a breathless energy to a track , as well as get away with murder in terms of song structure. This track would probably be repetitive as hell if it was just me singing it, but with the whole gang weighing in it feels like it goes for about a minute.

RIVER - Nick McCorriston

Once I put a band together with so many incredible singers it was a no-brainer to do this one, but the fact is the multi-voice thing wasn’t on my mind when wrote it. It’s the same character singing every verse, a weird sort of half gormless Pollyanna/half jester cynic guy, a song character I associate closely with my mid-twenties.

little girl - Sam McNair

The character singing My Own Little Girl is even more obnoxious again, at least by my reckoning. Writing in an unlikable voice in one of those tricky  balances and I’d been waiting for just the right band to play this one with. Of all the numbers I’ve done for this project so far this is the one that I’m a bit nervous about.

RIVER - Sam King

LUKE – I’d thought The River That’ll Carry Me Home would be the first salvo of EP #2, and so envisaged the shot of Nick walking into the studio as being our take on the opening of Stop Making Sense, where the camera tracks along David Byrne’s feet.

I’d imagined Nick arriving in the room just in time to sing the first line, but the way it played out lets the arrangement breathe, and we get to know/see each of the musicians before the song takes off. The handheld shots feel intimate – complemented with a few post-production light leaks, it gives the clip a warm and funky vibe.

From a director’s point of view, My Own Little Girl is my favourite of this batch. It’s certainly the boldest, conceptually – a live music clip where we don’t actually see anyone playing their instruments(!). The clip is composed entirely of close-ups of the performers’ faces.

little girl - Matt Nightingale

Ben Lane warned me it might be too intense, and just after we finished filming it, I had a small panic attack – if it didn’t work, we had no back-up footage. Thankfully, it does work – mostly down to the relaxed and natural presence of the performers. It’s the visual equivalent of someone whispering a secret into your ear.

Wishing - Nick Delatovic

NICK- So last year I failed to get Arts ACT funding for a live-in-studio solo album. As a cheap alternative I organised a one-day session with some of my closest friends and collaborators from the Canberra music scene, and we arranged and recorded four tracks. As an indulgent twist I got Luke to shoot us as we cut the songs live and then make a music video for each. Nick's Dead - Nick Delatovic

A year later and the #EPINADAY format has become a key part of my musical output and I’m acting like I planned it all from the start. It’s turned out to scratch at least 5 different itches:

-Instant gratification (here’s my song-bam!-here’s the studio version)

-Another stream of skills development for Luke and I as film-makers

-A chance to put together a different fantasy band line-up every time

-A chance to work in a completely different style every time

-A format to work in which, it turns out, is really fun for all involved Nick's Dead - Nick Delatovic

So my plan is to build each #EPINADAY band around a single artist that I’ve always wanted to record with, but in this case there was a slight exception. Matt Nightingale and Jacqueline Bradley can tell you that I nagged them for ages, putting this session off until a date that they had free. Constantly busy, they’ve played a gagillion gigs between them and they specialize in the country/trad style that I wanted to bring to this session, but above all they are the Accompanist’s Accompanists. I’ve rarely seen any musicians so completely adept at serving a song and supporting a lead performer, and between them they seem to play every musical instrument. it was downright luxurious having them take my songs in hand, the arranging of all four songs seemed to take ten minutes. Wishing - Sam King

As always Sam King made producing the session while also playing guitar look effortless. It’s at the point now where if I get stumped on an arrangement (which is often) I just throw it to Sam, to the point where he describes his role as ‘producing, guitaring, intros and outros’. Sam McNair was our drummer and while I’d seen his band The Burley Griffin play a bunch of times I actually hadn’t met him before the day. I knew he had the specific genre moves I needed but his skill and versatility went way past my expectations, plus he’s a fun guy. I’ll be hitting him up again in future for sure.

Wishing - Nick Delatovic Sam McNair

Audio-Hunk Nick McCorriston (my collaborator on a bunch of projects as well Tech-Maven for You Are Here Festival) moved back to Canberra just in time to record the session, and the returning film crew of Luke, Shane ‘Crazy-Legs’ Parsons and Adam Thomas were augmented by your-pal-and-mine Ben Lane. I’ll let Luke talk more about their end of it.

As usual we did four tracks, the first two are already online. Song To Be Played In The Event Of My Death is the newest song, and therefore my current favorite (songwriters will understand). It was a classic title-first job, the lyrics and vibe are my best attempt to create something that I would actually be happy to have serve as my epitaph. That is to say, it’s very meaningful song to me, which makes the off-the-cuff breezy breathlessness of the take feel all the more appropriate.

Wishing is a song I wrote in fifteen minutes and have no facility to critically assess. I always intended to rewrite the lyrics (I suppose to give it a more clearly delineated central metaphor or something) but when it came down to it I realized that I like it just as it is, for better or for worse. Obviously it’s the most ‘country’ track in the session so it was a total thrill to play it with a band that could lean right into the genre trappings. Nick's Dead - Nick Delatovic

LUKE – For each song of the last EP, we filmed four angles at all times –  a wide shot, a close-up on Nick, and two roving cameras picking up shots of everything else. In other words, we played it safe, ensuring we had ‘coverage’.  It was our first time attempting such a shoot and I didn’t want to leave anything to chance. It was a blessing and a curse – we had plenty of footage for each song, but it all looked the same. The challenge became editing each video to make it distinct, while still matching the tone and emotions of the song.

This time around, rather than necessarily leaving all that to the edit, I wanted to come up with a different filming set-up for each song. That way, no two videos would be alike. It was a bold move – filming without a safety net essentially – but I think it paid dividends. A couple of days beforehand, I ran my ideas for how to film each song past Nick and he was immediately on board – it was another step closer to his conception of making each clip feel like its own autonomous music video.

Wishing - Jacqui

We had a studied looseness to our approach this time which comes out strongest in Wishing. It’s the closest we get to Dogme – all handheld, on location, in colour, diegetic music (of course!), and with just one small LED light hung above Nick (it’s not truly a Dogme film unless you break one rule).  In fact, in contrast to last time, we didn’t use any static shots in any of the videos  – everything was shot from off the tripod.   Shane – that’s Shane Parsons, camera ninja extraordinaire – arrived earlier than me, and filmed all the beautiful rehearsal footage out in the atrium in front of the studio. I love the behind-the-scenes footage in the video, it gives a sense of the warmth, humour and fun of the day. Having this clip kick off the series provides a nice through-line from the first EP, where the last video also showcased behind the scenes.

When I talk about filming without a safety net, Song To Be Played In The Event Of My Death is what I mean. Either we got the shot or we didn’t (full credit to Nick for letting us try). I have long had an idea of filming a ‘oner’ of a band’s performance, rotating out from the centre of the room. I tested the concept at a PROM rehearsal a couple of years ago and loved the results –  your eye urges the camera on to the next thing, while at the same time, you hold your breath waiting for the shot to cut away (or at least I do when watching lengthy single takes). Shane’s had some experience with single takes, so I ‘volunteered’ him to shoot this one (I was filming b-roll from behind a corner, but thankfully we didn’t need to use it). Nick's Dead - Sam King

The camera is moving so fast, it can be dizzying concentrating solely on the footage. To leaven the effect, I thought it might be neat to throw up the lyrics as subtitles (in stately SBS yellow). That way, your eye bounces between the two things intermittently and the dervish movement is less likely to leave you woozy. A one-take like this also reinforces that the band is really playing the song live, without studio tricks or cheats – it serves as a testament to the skill and polish of the musicians themselves.

WHOLE WORLD - FFA

Whole World Moves Way Too Slow For Me is the last song I wrote for X, and it neatly sums up my views on the creative process. I like to work fast, which sometimes means waiting for collaborators to catch-up; I also value brevity and concision, hence an album of one minute songs or a series of uber-simple cooking videos. The  accompanying film clip required  a sense of speed and urgency – running and singing the song in a single take seemed a perfect way to convey this. Lou, Matt Borneman and I shot some test footage last year, and discovered our excellent location next to Lake Burley Griffin – a stretch of track just wide enough to use a car as a dolly.

WHOLE WORLD Proof - 1

Visually, I thought it could be compelling to dress as the iconic Jean-Paul Belmondo in the final scenes of Pierrot Le Fou (it also nods to the band’s Francophile proclivities). I could claim other subtextual conversations are at play (like how Belmondo blows himself up at the end of the film and I collapse at the end of the song), but, really, I just wanted to dress up as Ferdinand! With my hair out and my skin tinted blue, I excitedly found I also resembled Rogan Josh.

Next, I needed to fill the clip with colourful characters – along with the band, I secured the talents of warrior-poets Nathan Gubler , Nick McCorriston and Cameron Thomas.

WHOLE WORLD TITLES

The opening titles are another homage to Pierrot Le Fou – I was even able to find a ‘Godard’ font, created to celebrate his 80th birthday.

There’s evident irony in a song about life being too slow… accompanied by a video festooned with references to health and mortality. A personal trainer and his client, a pair of surgeons, and even Death himself all make cameos. I’ll leave interpretations to others, though I will point out I love the cosmic justice whereby I literally avoid and outrun Death (who gets pummeled by Mel and Cath!) only to collapse a few steps later. WHOLE WORLD - SURGEONS

My collapse happens as two surgeons begin running alongside me. Even funnier is that they don’t actually assist – Darren and Kev came up with their own slapstick routine, which is so good I want to make another clip just based around their antics.

The take we use is the fourth – we could have kept shooting and added more elements (or refined existing ones) but this take felt like the right amount of energy and spontaneity. Besides, more takes wouldn’t have been in the spirit of the song!  A big shout-out to the unseen heroes of the shoot – Louise McGrath and Kate Hodges, manning the camera and the car respectively.

Nick will have a lot more to discuss, but I thought I’d write up my involvement in You Are Here this year.

Firstly, we had to cancel the debut of L’Assassiner de Faux Faux Amis – as I wrote before, we found ourselves a cast member short with three weeks to go.  It became apparent that even if we found someone on short notice, we weren’t in a position to commit to the extra rehearsal time it would take to get us ready. It’s a bummer, but we’ll survive. At this point, the show is in a state of flux – You Are Here has offered to put it on later in the year, but wrangling everyone for rehearsal as the year progresses is already proving hard. I’m torn between seeing it through, or harvesting it for songs/ideas and moving on (I might also post the script online – rule no. 12).

L'Assassiner Faux Faux Amis

I was delighted to be involved in Gillian Carruthers: Girl Reporter, written by and starring stand-up comics Nick Smith and Chris Ryan (Chris was one of the leads in my sitcom The Real). Gillian Carruthers is a re-enactment of a fictitious 1930s radio play, performed in front of a live audience. I bumped into Nick and Chris having one of their early production meetings – they mentioned the show involved interviewing You Are Here artists. I offered to be interviewed and then didn’t think about it again. It wasn’t until the week before the festival they got in touch – not only was I being interviewed, but I now had one of three main parts! Clearly written with my talents in mind, the role required a ridiculous accent (which you can hear in the snippet below – also look out for Sam King who stole the show as the ‘sound engineer’).

You Are Here also kindly asked me to curate thirty minutes of video content to be played as part of the overnight event Ill Advised Night Out. There were no other stipulations – all I knew was that it would play around 3am. Thinking of a theme to hang some clips on after midnight, vampires came to mind. Like Batman, they can be anything you want – serious, campy, funny, romantic, kid’s TV or arthouse cinema. I decided to create a mélange of vampire content including short scenes from favourite movies like Near Dark and What We Do In The Shadows and video clips like Gnarls Barkley’s brilliant Who Cares? However, the project took on its own life when I started creating mash-ups, re-scoring movie scenes and trailers. It’s a simple enough idea, but there is something beautiful and subversive about scoring a Twilight fight scene with The Birthday Party’s Release The Bats. I did about six of these – another deserving of mention is the intro to Count Duckula scored with Wesley Willis’ Vampire Bat; a perfect mix of style and content. When I tried I to put the whole thing online, I got seven copyright infringements from Youtube – you’ll just have to take my word that it was awesome.  Fangs to You Are Here for the opportunity.

Most readers know Joyce modelled Ulysses on The Odyssey – lesser known is that he based each section on an organ in the body. It’s irrelevant to your enjoyment of the novel, but it helped him structure his work. I’m a structuralist – I can’t work without parameters. It’s why formats like screenplays appeal to me, and why I self-impose restrictions like an album of one minute songs.

FFA MURDER

L’Assassiner de Faux Faux Amis is similar – an opportunity to work within (and against) the tropes of the murder mystery genre. Still, it didn’t gel until I overlaid another level of structure. In this case, the perfect through-line for a show about death was the five stages of grief. Each stage became an act heading, and gave me a framework (and confidence) I wouldn’t have had otherwise. Many of them only influence the narrative laterally (‘Part 4 – Depression’ incorporates a blues song), but I found them handy to guide the progression and choose the right place for each reveal in the story. The audience never see this scaffolding, or at least that was my intention – Faux Faux Amis think it might be neat to screen them like silent movie title cards behind the performance.

I’m working on my first (non-musical) play right now, and I’m this close to nutting out the structure, to finding the right model with which to box myself in. Once I have that, I can take my piles of notes and start seeing what fits and what doesn’t.

When the idea arrived for L’Assassiner de Faux Faux Amis, one of the bonuses was already having a killer band in place to perform the show. Almost instantly, that fell apart. Our drummer Darren bowed out with health problems, and Catherine elected not to take part. Finding replacements has taken time – I finally locked in the line-up a couple of weeks ago but just had another member unavoidably pull out. It’s been two steps backward for every step forward, and the performance date is a train hurtling towards me.

In my brief moments of despair, the stress makes me wonder where this pressure to create even comes from. I have a good job, a great wife, plenty of friends – why do I quixotically persist with these ever-more ambitious projects?

Intelligent people live their lives as nearly on a level as possible—try to be good, don’t worry if they aren’t, hold to such opinions as are comforting and reassuring and throw out those which are not. And in the fullness of their days they die with none of the tearing pain of failure because having tried nothing they have not failed. These people are much more intelligent than the fools who rip themselves to pieces on nonsense. – John Steinbeck

The ‘nonsense’ he refers to is writing, but could be any form of art (and it’s not just the pain of trying that artists experience, it’s also that feeling of wasting your time when you are not pursuing a creative endeavour). I feel his point deeply – I don’t know where this drive comes from or why I have got it, but I know I will be slave to it the rest of my life.

I’m scrambling to find a replacement now, and hoping we still have sufficient time to rehearse. Personally, I reckon Steinbeck had it easy – he only had to organise himself!

On a lighter note, here’s the image I sent our costume designer to indicate the colour I wanted.

Baby Blue, baby