Speaking to the audience at The Brudenell Social club in Leeds in the middle of last year, Chills front man Martin Phillips had more reasons to look both forward and back than most. In the rear view mirror he took time out to remember a gig in the same city in 1987 supporting Nico, at which the band played as if their lives depended on it to a crowd purportedly in the low single digits. Whilst age might have numbed the bitterness of that evening, there was however no mistaking he pride with which he told the crowd that he would be finishing off a new Chills album - the band's first in almost 20 years - entitled Silver Bullets, before then playing Aurora Corona, one of several of its songs to make it into the evening's setlist.
He had every reason to be proud: emerging from the near legendary Dunedin scene of the early 1980's and also alumni of the bona fide legendary Kiwi label Flying Nun, both him and The Chills have unwittingly snatched defeat from the jaws of global success on several occasions. Now in his fifties and dealing with the long term effects of a decade spent in various states of dependency to drugs and alcohol, it would be easy to sympathise with a man turned poetically bitter by bad luck and worse choices. Instead Silver Bullets is a record born of a romantic's perspective, full of warmth and hope, not just for a specific person of desire, but just as much for people, the many different faces from which our twenty first century society is comprised.
Another more obvious victory is the re-assembly of The Chills creative id, of which a stable line up has enabled Phillips to piece back together like a thousand piece jigsaw. Rarely less than eclectic, their back catalogue can be as bumpy as a country road, but on the ode to intimacy Warm Waveform all their blissful nooks and crannies are mapped in gorgeous detail, the mercurially layered guitar textures and cloistered pop nodding back to their opus release, 1990's Submarine Bells. Love isn't always the subject of his songs - at least overtly, but the affection spills over across the words here, a character distilled he claims from the hybrid richness of several different women.
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When you consider the precedents to The Chills' 2014 European tour it is something close to a miracle that it actually happened. From numerous disintegrations through to issues with substance abuse and a range of roadblocks and that had hampered prior attempts to return to northerly climes, the smart money might have been on them facing further adversity in the face of triumph.
For a band that has gone through as many break-ups, reformations and line-up changes as The Chills, their current existence is surprisingly democratic. An interview scheduled with vocalist and song-writer Martin Phillips, the spearhead of the band and the only member remaining from their formation in 1980, is taken with 4/5ths of the line-up that has, for all Martin's reputation for chopping and changing, been a constant for over half of the band's entire timeline.
In respect of that democracy, all answers here (unless indicated otherwise) are attributed to The Chills as the collective as it currently stands: Todd Knudson, Erica Scally, Martin Dickson, Martin Phillips and Oli Wilson - the latter of whom was not present for the interview - as ContactMusic caught up with them prior to their set at Indietracks Festival.
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You may not be that familiar with The Chills if you were born after the final episode of 'The Word', so in an attempt to add some context, here goes. Formed in 1980 in Dunedin, New Zealand by singer/songwriter Martin Phillips, they were once on the roster of seminal Kiwi label Flying Nun before, having finally signed to a major, they released their highest profile album 'Submarine Bells' in 1992. Those of you born before Terry Christian got briefly famous may remember the album's precursory release 'Heavenly Pop Hit', a record whose title was probably meant as tongue in cheek but which dragged Phillips & co. to the verge of worldwide profile. A year later, they split up.
Success in the music world is frequently a cautionary tale and The Chills ever-rotating roster of personnel - a bit like a southern hemisphere version of The Fall - meant that the band were never an enterprise really built for churning out the number ones. As if to underline the fragile nature of their existence, a 1995 reformation has so far produced one album since; the following year's 'Sunburnt'; and a few sundry snippets of conversation around new directions. In short, Philips and whoever he's been buying drinks for since have largely been hermits.
Your update as of mid-2013, it was announced that 'Somewhere Beautiful' was due to be released as part of a distribution deal with Fire Records - itself something of a heritage label here. A live album recorded at a private party on New Year's Eve 2011, the premise is reassuringly askew, as is the quality of the recording which appears to have been done on equipment made at around the time 'Sunburnt' was released.
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