Sophie Hutchings - Piano, Vocals, Percussion
Reuben Wills - Bass, Vocals
Erin Hutchings - Vocals
Rebecah Freeman - Vocals, Guitar, Percussion, Bell Set
Jared Harrison - Drums
Scott Hutchings - Drums
Influences
Van Morrison, Nina Simone, Robert Forster, Dave Graney, Burt Bacharach, Carol King, Scott Walker, Steve Kilbey, Robert Pollard, Brian Wilson, Bill Callahan, the Brothers Karamazov, aunty fran's carob cake, Coco Rosie, Joel Silbersher, Esther Williams, confederancy of dunces, mums bannana cake.
Sounds Like
"SIR I'M GOING TO HAVE TO ASK YOU TO LEAVE" :: The latest single to be lifted from HIS IMAGINARY CHOIR.... DOWNLOAD IT NOW FREE BELOW!
"His Imaginary Choir grows with charm and perfection with each listen. The falsetto and child-like voices work in unison with rustic guitars, shuffled percussion, and the stroytelling that examines the frailty and hilarity of human connection with one another. Hutchings' vocal styling hitting the sweet spot somewhere between Jeff Tweedy and Tim Rogers territory, hence marking this record as a truly world class effort, it's that bloody impressive."
-RHYTHMS
"It's another step along an evolutionary pathway that continues to reinforce Hutchings' reputation as one of Australia's most gifted songwriters...though these 11 songs are all built around the traditional singer-songwriter framework of acoustic guitar and the human voice, Hutchings manages to separate himself from the pack by layering the album with a diverse array of often-unexpected sounds...a remarkable chapter to his already highly impressive discography." - MESS AND NOISE
"Given that Australia has only got around to giving the likes of the Go-Betweens and Ed Kuepper their rightful due in recent years, it's going to be a long wait for Jamie Hutchings. Yet the Bluebottle Kiss frontman continues, seemingly without pause, to grow his body of work to canon status. Impressive."- SYDNEY MORNING HERALD
"A low key ,rewarding late-night listen that proves that there's life after blown amps and feedback." - ROLLING STONE ****
"In an unexpected turn of events, this unassuming lil solo effort could well prove Hutchings' strongest work to date". - THE CANBERRA TIMES
SIR I'M GOING TO HAVE TO ASK YOU TO LEAVE
Directed by Scott Hutchings & Vanessa Graham
AFTER THE FLOOD
Directed by Vanessa Graham
CONTACTS:
Label:
Nonzero Records
info [at] nonzero [dot] com [dot] au
Booking & Inquiries:
Amanda Case
AIC Entertainment
info [at] aicentertainment [dot] com
New Media:
Laura Hamlett
Big Fat Cat PR
laura [at] bigfatcat [dot] net
Tour Management:
Jamie Hutchings
jamie [at] bluebottlekiss [dot] com
JAMIE HUTCHINGS :: HIS IMAGINARY CHOIR :: OUT NOW!
Fifteen years of leading one of Australia's most consistently creative and critically acclaimed rock bands, Bluebottle Kiss, saw Jamie Hutchings write and release over 130 songs. During that time the band relentlessly toured the country, the US and Europe playing with bands as diverse as Beck, Midnight Oil and Dinosaur Jr .With His Imaginary Choir, Hutchings releases his second solo album, an amazing collection of concise narrative driven songs inspired by amongst other things, the exotica movement of the sixties and the singer/songwriter movement of the early seventies.
Since beginning his career in the early nineties on Sony's Murmur with Something for Kate and Jebidiah, it was clear that Jamie's musical ambitions did not fit cleanly into the defined parameters of contemporary rock. Instead Bluebottle Kiss relentlessly explored genres ranging from jazz to country at the same time as developing a reputation for ferociously intense live shows honed from endlessly touring Australia the US and Europe.
However as an antidote to Bluebottle Kiss' sprawling, epic double CD of 2006, Doubt Seeds, Jamie's insatiable curiousity turned not to further exploration but to constraints with his latest release 'His Imaginary Choir'.
Co-produced by Jamie and Tony Dupe (Holly Throsby, Jack Ladder , Saddleback etc), His Imaginary Choir is an exercise in using simple yet alien arrangments and minimal studio resources to create a domestic yet amazingly rich sound.
Lyrically, His Imaginary Choir frequently explores the simple notion of how we imagine we communicate. Whether it's someone trying to pep talk another into a new post-disaster beginning (After the Flood), the clumsy recollections of a first time meeting to a long time friend (The World Grows Tinier) or the deluded rationalisations of a man who dances alone for his own pleasure (You Don't Dance), His Imaginary Choir looks at a number of blurry scenarios where one struggles to connect with the other. As always Hutchings reaps unpredictable results.The template for indie rock singer/songwriters solo albums is country-tinged americana territory. His Imaginary Choir sees Hutchings mostly move away from this obvious path and instead follow through on his previous fascination for exotica and choral arrangements. There's an element of light and barely contained joy at times, with Martin Denny-like percussion and instrumentation partnered with a childlke naive kind of wonder courtesy of the Georges Auric-like choral arrangements.
Hey man! You live in Sydney yea? Just wanted to let you kno about our gig coming up on This Sunday. It’s at the Factory Theatre in Sydney on Victoria Road, We go on stage @ 8pm and we’re sharing the stage with a massive band called Enspier! Tickets are $18 thru us and $22 on the door. If we play well enough we get put on the list to go play festivals in Germany and its totally dependant on crowd voting. So please come down and help us show the world our music!! Thanks so much for your support thus far mate! Nath [Pure Heir]
Thanks for a couple great shows. Solid times. If you and Erin feel like coming down to Spectrum on Wednesday, let me know and i'll chuck you on the door. Thanks again!
jamie , Ludo's here, i'm checking out the next 2 days places where u can go in south west france, gimme a call or email personnal adress... By the way, thanks for your album, i play it 3 times a day at the mo, very helpfull for what i have to do... Regards Lu.
As soon as the idea of the Deluge had subsided, A hare stopped in the clover and swaying flowerbells, and said a prayer to the rainbow, through the spider's web . . . .
Oh! the precious stones that began to hide, --and the flowers that already looked around.
In the dirty main street, stalls were set up and boats were hauled toward the sea, high tiered as in old prints.
Blood flowed at Blue Beard's, --through slaughterhouses, in circuses, where the windows were blanched by GodÍs seal. Blood and milk flowed.
Beavers built. "Mazagrans" smoked in the little bars.
In the big glass house, still dripping, children in mourning looked at the marvelous pictures.
A door banged; and in the village square the little boy waved his arms, understood by the weather vanes and cocks on steeples everywhere, in the bursting shower.
Madame installed a piano in the Alps. Mass and first communions were celebrated at the hundred thousand altars of the cathedral.
Caravans set out. And Hotel Splendid was built in the chaos of ice and of the polar night.
Ever after the moon heard jackals howling across the deserts of thyme, and ecologues in wooden shoes growling in the orchard. Then in the violet and budding forest, Eucharis told me it was spring.
Gush, pond, --Foam, roll on the bridge and over the woods; --black palls and organs, lightning and thunder, rise and roll; --waters and sorrows rise and launch the Floods again.
For since they have been dissipated--oh! the precious stones being buried and the opened flowers! --it's unbearable! and the Queen, the Witch who lights her fire in the earthen pot will never tell us what she knows, and what we do not know.
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