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BUFFALO: Survival of the Fittest
JUKE,
July 10 1976
If what you read about Buffalo was any indication, you'd
end up thinking they were scruffy arrogant morons who were forever defending
the ear-blasting volume that emanates from their fortress of amps as an
expression of their working-class backgrounds. If you thought the music
in any way reflected their personalities then, wow, you'd swear they wee
harsh, mean, non-compromising, definitely not the type to take home to
meet mother. Hot ummm, mother's choice, as it was. Then of course there
are all those Life on the Road stories of indescribable acts with the
road ladies. Stories of whip rounds, orgies of hotel-smashing, groupie-torturing
and other assorted decadent acts that aren't usually considered healthy
for children and other living things. Apparently the maid in a Melbourne
motel where they were staying went up to air the room and change the sheets
after the band checked out to find that the Buffalo had taken it upon
themselves to indulge in a bit of interior decorating. The TV set smashed
in, the beds turned upside down the sheets torn, the bathroom trimmings
wrecked, the doors kicked in, and the walls stained in a somewhat smelling
substance which I'll leave to your imagination to work out what it was.
Then there are those grotesque album covers that only a perverted warped
sense of humour could have conceptualised. Their first album Dead Forever
depicted a happy scene of coffins, corpse and spilled blood'n'guts. Volcanic
Rock was pornographic with ane exploding mountain motif, while Only Want
You For Your Body depicted a lady being tortured. Their last one Mother's
Choice was originally entitled Songs for the Frustrated Housewife (until
the horrified record co. stepped in) was to have a cover showing the group
ravaging their manager's mother (well, that's what they say, anyway).
Not quite the ideal interview situation for any mild-mannered reporter.
But sitting at a quiet Melbourne pub 'requented by well-dressed haughtily
spoken businessmen, vocalist David Tice and bassist Peter Wells do''t
look too out of place. Tice in well-pressed clean denims sips a double
brandy while Wells, adorned in a beautiful expensive-looking coat, rolls
his tongue around the rim of a glass of coke and brandy. Meanwhile yer
reporter, in contrast, is in grimy jeans, fading pullover and loudly slurps
down definitely common beer. "Well I suppose the image is true to
a point" Dave chuckles to himself. "But we're not completely
debauched absolutely lost people. It's just that we like to enjoy ourselves
and we're honest about it. I mean, there's people more debauched than
we are only they cover it up with this sugar-coated chocolate niceness."
At this point the conversation leads off about the activities of two Top
Bands in the country. One, whose lead singer repeatedly makes anti-drug
statements and whose manager had to bribe the cops when the band got busted
for possession at a border country town on their last tour. The other,
whose manager whined piteously tha'"weıve lost our clean-cut image"
after one well-publicised incident, although theyıd been popping pills
and ravaging under-aged groupies for years. "People can think what they
like" the soft-spoken Wells says casually. "We are what we are. It's
all down to interpretation. We can say something about something or other,
and the press reports in such a distorted exaggerated way. So people are
bound to get the wrong idea." So you deny all these hotel-smashing antics?"Well
we don't do it every week, only sometimes" he says in a grievously injured
tone. "I mean, you ought to see my place, ha ha" "People
don't really understand the pressures of touring" explains Dave. "Like,
to most people going on the road and staying in a motel is like a holiday.
But when you do it continually, like week after week, you get bored. So
one day you could get drunk and things might get out of hand. Like something
could drop, or someone could bump into something " Accidentally, of course.
"But of course!" You seem to attract the really roughest segment
of the women. There's a shocked silence. "Now that's not very nice",
murmurs Peter Wells, feigning an aghast expression. "They're lovely ladies"
Peter grins, reaching over to click the tape-recorder off as he gleefully
launches into the latest batch of Buffalo road tales. But this Hot Stud
Ready and Mean Moody and Magnificent image - obviously distorted - has
its disadvantages. The main drawback is that much of the media seems to
have been frightened off by their growl demeanour, so consequently Tice,
Wells drummer Jimmy Economou and new guitarist Chris Turner don't get
invited to talk about their music on radio or get interviewed a lot on
TV. And they don't get much airplay either. "But it's beginning to break
down a bit, though. A few people - not all, just a few - have realised
that we're not as bad and tasteless as everyone thinks we are. It's only
now that Dead Forever is getting a bit of airplay, actually. I mean, it's
only four years later and we don't play that music any more, but still
..." "That album is still selling, you know" the bassman bursts in. "All
our albums sell like that. Slowly and steadily and taking their time,
but eventually they turn gold. "See, when we started playing that heavy
metal music about five years ago, we were the first to do it. No-one else
was doing it, so we stood out like freaks, and everyone canned us for
being too heavy. But now a lot of kids are discovering those albums for
the first time and they're buying them. I think the acceptance of bands
like Hush, whoıre not as extreme as we are, has helped a great deal."
A couple of DJs wander in, and I offer to do some introductions so something
gets happening in the way of airplay. "Don't worry about it" Peter replies
nonchalantly, not even bothering to look up. "That sort of promotion bit
doesn't really concern us. We've never chased the media and we're not
about to start now." "The lack of airplay can be a drag sometimes" Dave
says seriously. "I mean, we've had airplay in places like Adelaide and
Perth, and Sydney radio did play our last record for six weeks. Although
they stopped playing it just as the record started to happen. But you
look at all those bands that get airplay - Skyhooks, Sherbet, Hush. Their
records sell quickly and then they're forgotten. But ours don't. They
sell steadily over a period of time, no fuss, nothing. We're not into
this hype business." So virtually, what youıre saying is that Buffalo
are a kind of people's band. "I'd say so, yeah. Weıre not a media band,
so we have to be." Has it been hard going without the industry's help?
"Well, we've survived so far, haven't we? Itıs made things difficult,
sure, but it's helped us in many ways. We've never had to compromise what
we do. Look around, and you'll see so many bands playing without balls.
Bands with musicians who can rock their asses off if they wanted to, but
they think they have to play ball-less, play all that adolescent shit,
because they think they have to impress the media. This happens in Melbourne
a lot. A lot of these sorts of bands go up quick - but they go down just
as quick. We're just cruising along, rocking and rolling and having a
good time." On the Queenıs Birthday holiday, while most of Melbourne snores
in deep slumber, Buffalo are a hive of activity down at Armstrongıs studios.
Since the early hours, Tice and new guitarist Chris Turner have been putting
the final touches to the new single "Rolling" b/w "Hotel Ladies". Theyıve
decided to add on a bit of piano and female vocal harmonies. In the control
room Tice voices the lyrics as it comes over the speakers while inside
the studio sessions muso Peter Jones bangs down the piano tracks. They
try take after take until they get that right feel. "A lot of people will
find weıre moving into a more varied area on this album". Dave watches
the tapes roll back as the engineer prepares for yet another take. "Thereıll
still be like, Buffalo will always be a heavy rockband, but we'll be
showing another facet of the band. It'll be heavy but more varied." The
first three Buffalo platters saw them deep in Black Sabbath/Uriah Heep
territory, and Only Want You For Your Body saw them stretch this genre
to its limits. Motherıs Choice saw a change in direction, where they were
getting into a more melodic blues-based rock that owed more than a passing
nod to chuck Berry and the Rolling Stones. It was a brilliant rock album,
a perfect party disc. Tracks like "Taste It, Donıt Waste It" and "Honey
Babe" roared with nuclear-powered energy, they added some zest in their
versions of two well-known Chuck Berry standards "Little Queenie" and
"Sweet Little Sixteen" and there was some beautiful blues stuff featuring
the really tasteful slide guitar work of the passing Norm Roue like "Lucky"
and "Eshukay". Which is why I was really disappointed when I read somewhere
else that Buffalo were not over-rapt in the album and proceeded to tear
it to bits in print. "It wasnıt dissatisfaction at all, we were just misinterpreted"
sighs Tice. "That particular reporter tends to always over-dramatise and
exaggerate things. Look, all that album was intended to do - and did it
wel l- was to chronicle a period of this band. It was a time for a change
for us; a lot of kids still want us to do those early things we left behind
about three years ago. But itıs like working in a factory, you have to
keep changing or else you get bored. And because we treated it as a period
piece, the reporter thought we didn't like it. But that's not true." Tice
though is looking forward to what's happening in the new album, in particular
to the music they're venturing into. He finds it hard to describe it in
words but once referred to it as "cocaine and Seven-Up music". Once again
you'll never be accused of having too much subtlety in your music, I venture,
and he laughs. "Well, weıre not very subtle people. I prefer the sledgehammer
philosophy myself." He takes a swig out of a small flask of brandy and
reaches for his cigarette pack. "I'll tell you something. This new band,
with Chris, si firing well; it's the best incarnation of Buffalo ever.
Wes started off doing heavy metal with our first guitarist John Baxter,
and since then we've gone through people like Karl Taylor and Norm Roue.
Colin Stead left some time ago because he couldnıt keep up with Buffalo
road life. Now it's all fallen into place. This four-piece is the best
rock and roll Buffalo without a doubt.
By
Christie Ellezer
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