Froback Friday – 20/04/2018

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Hi kids, Az here.

This week’s Froback takes us all the way back to around 1999 to watch a direct-from-VHS-to-YouTube copy of the film clip for The Bomb by Sydney’s greatest export, Unpaid Debt.

This is the full, original lineup – ska punk at its finest.

Yeah yeah, I’m biased. I went to school with two of the band members – Tim Walter, original guitarist/only one not allowed to have a mic for being too silly, and their second singer Joe Cool.

I always found it stunning during the early to mid 2000’s that there were so many people in Sydney that didn’t realise that Joe wasn’t the original singer in the band. He came along much later after being in a ska band called Little More Than You – a ska band that would have done well themselves if the lineup was kept together. I remember being at a show in Penrith watching LMTY support Area 7 and reconnecting with Joe for the first time since we finished Year 12 and then finding out a week later that he was switching bands and singing in Unpaid Debt instead. I was floored.

No disrespect to Joe but I’ve always felt that the original lineup of Unpaid Debt never got enough recognition for how awesome they were and objectively the best local band in Sydney at the time – even better than other popular bands at the time like Bagster and The Mad Dash.

So for a bonus clip (or four), here’s a full show of Unpaid Debt playing the old Cowshed in Penrith in Sydney’s West in the late 90’s. See for yourself how great they were.

From the Archives: The What A Beautiful Day film clip

Suffice to say, a lot of laughs were shared during the making of this film clip.

Az here with this trip down memory lane.

The whole concept for this video was the vision of our music producer and ex-Unpaid Debt guitarist Tim Walter. He had just done a promotional DVD piece of work for a comedian named Thomas Bromhead at the same time as producing the CD that this song was featured on and had the wild idea that the two sides should team up for something funny.

Tim even thought out the structure of the clip: a seedy guy sprays whipped cream on himself at home and then goes out for a night on the town to terrorize people with whipped cream.

He pitched it to me during a studio visit and that he thought he could get Thomas to agree to do the clip for a reasonable fee. I had nothing to lose by letting this idea play itself out and Thomas said yes. I put down the cash and we were cooking with gas.

The first half of the clip was filmed in the rental home of former guitarist Chris Reed in Sydney’s eastern suburbs. We laid down heaps of tarps, put on a BBQ and invited heaps of people over to watch the filming. We laughed our arses off.

The second half of the clip was filmed at Home Nightclub in Sydney’s Darling Harbour. A week earlier, I had done the owner a favour by playing guitar alongside some DJ from Sweden who was doing a techno cover of Nirvana‘s Smells Like Teen Spirit at 4:30am on a Saturday night/Sunday morning. The whole crowd was on pills and wouldn’t have even noticed I was there.

So we got full use of the club for free on a Monday night – and with security there at the club’s expense. This was the day after the house filming and was also my 26th birthday that day. The members of Major Keg gave me a blow up penis for my birthday and I did all of the band filming scenes with that thing stuffed down my pants – not that you can tell in this clip – but it was one of those things that was funny to the people that were there.

The Ebolagoldfish twins Andy and Gav McDougall also made a guest appearance as the fake security guards – Gav smacking Thomas Bromhead on the arse wasn’t in the script but all involved enjoyed it so it stayed in the scene.

The two hot girls being sprayed with whipped cream were the girlfriends of the other two band members – what, you thought those wusses were going to use any other females on the planet for what we had planned?

Oh – I almost forgot the star of the clip: the blow up doll! We bought that for $100 from a sex shop in Canberra whilst on tour a few weeks earlier. I’m the one who volunteered to do the walk of shame to the counter to pay for it whilst the others stood there cackling like little school girls. Good times.

…and that’s about the summary of it. The funniest part of all in this clip is that Major Keg appear in this clip more than My Name Is John does – absolute camera whores and shocking for a bunch of guys who have the perfect faces for radio work.

This song had over 100,000 plays on MySpace and was finally banned by the since unloved social media service right around the time of the band’s breakup in 2009. A full three years later. Good work guys.

Froback Friday, 16/03/2018

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This week’s Froback Friday is brought to you by Pamela Anderson‘s arse. Literally.

Pretty funny really. This is the band Lit, walking around on a piece of arse whilst singing about how a girlfriend makes them miserable.

I really like the song – I would even call it one of my most favourite songs by Lit. Even though the clip doesn’t match the lyrics, I thought that you all would be interested to watch it and the below par CG used to put it altogether.

And you can imagine that the reason this clip is what you see is because if Lit as a band were given the option to walk around on Pamela’s butt, in her prime, the band were going to do it – context be damned.  I mean, what exactly makes you miserable by walking around on all of Pamela’s delicate bits? Can you smell the cum of half of the entire 80’s pop metal scene seeping out of her vagina?

My guess is that their answer is: who the fuck cares. It’s Pamela. It’s logic that’s hard to argue with.

As a bonus clip, here’s Lit performing the song at Woodstock back in 1999. Am I the only one who thinks that their lead singer looks like Joe from Unpaid Debt?

Haters gonna hate hate hate

Hi all, Az here.

For those of you that know your MNIJ history, Tim Walter is the former original guitarist from retired Sydney punk rock titans Unpaid Debt and is the guy who has produced all of MNIJ’s recordings to date.

Well, we’ve been talking again about another collaboration and the insults are flying as usual. We’re the best of friends like that.

Tim, the delectable animal that he is, was trying to convince me that we should use midi drums because our ‘drummer’ really sucked on the demos that were recorded.

So, umm, that was ME playing drums on those demos.

I tried explaining that I deliberately keep the first take of every instrument whenever I demo stuff but that argument isn’t going to wash with a shit-stirrer like Tim.

Maybe I’ll have to kick him in the nuts. It wouldn’t be the first time that I’ve done it. Hey, don’t judge – he has a daughter, his bits still work!