The start­ing lineup

The Black Seeds’ sixth stu­dio al­bum Fab­ric is re­leased this week – the band’s first al­bum in more than five years. Vo­cal­ist and gui­tarist Barn­aby Weir rem­i­nisces about the early days of a band that would grow up to be­come The Black Seeds.

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“We’re on Willis St out­side Bar Bodega. Rich and Shan­non were the guys who in­sti­gated the band, re­ally. It was like our first of­fi­cial photo shoot. Rich was work­ing at Ra­dioac­tive in sales, Shan­non was work­ing there as a DJ and mak­ing ads. I was vol­un­teer­ing there and I was about to start do­ing more work for them. Dan had just come down from Gis­borne, he was friends with Rich. Brett and I had been friends for a long time. We went to the same pri­mary school, Kel­burn Nor­mal, although he’s about three years older. Mar­malade Stu­dios was in the same build­ing as Ra­dioac­tive in Welling­ton on Vic­to­ria St. They were hav­ing a Christ­mas party, called the Mar­malade Jam. They were invit­ing dif­fer­ent peo­ple to make up a band of ran­dom peo­ple and so we thought we’d be the guys in the Ra­dioac­tive band. I think we called it like, the Ac­tive As­sas­sins or some­thing like that. The idea was that ev­ery­one would do a few Kiwi cov­ers and we’d record the live record­ing, and then you get a CD for Christ­mas as like a staff present. We did a cou­ple of cov­ers – one was Love You Like I Should. That made it on the CD and it was pretty bad.

We were start­ing to be­come a real band at this point, ac­tu­ally have our own songs and reg­u­lar re­hearsals. We were re­hears­ing in Rich’s garage – it was quite a big carpark in a Welling­ton apart­ment block. On a Sun­day at 3pm, we’d pick up the amps from his house and go down in the lift and ev­ery­one’s kind of go­ing about their Sun­day thing. We’d set up in the cor­ner of the garage, to­tally blast­ing the whole space. He got per­mis­sion from the land­lord and we’d make a lot of noise for about two hours.

He didn’t have a pro­fes­sional drum stool – he bought an old-school of­fice chair, which was not a great drum chair, but he liked it. It had arms on it, and legs that you couldn’t fold up, so it was a to­tal mare to put in the trailer. It didn’t stack, you couldn’t take it apart. About 2001, we were do­ing a few gigs around New Zealand and were get­ting a lot of s... about it. One day we just ac­ci­den­tally/on pur­pose left it on a stage some­where: “Let’s just hide this here, over to the side…” Britt Mann


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