Further/Deeper

The next chapter for the church is upon us! We are proud to announce the release of our 25th studio album Further/Deeper. It will be released on October 17 in Aus/NZ with the rest of the world release dates coming soon. It will be available on CD, digital and vinyl. The only place you can pre-order now is the church merch store. When purchasing the CD or digital album you will receive an download of first taste from the album “Pride Before A Fall” within 48 hours and you will also receive a bonus track of “The Girl Is Buoyant” on 17 October. The vinyl is a double album and comes with a digital download card and contains 3 extra tracks than the CD. The release of Further/Deeper will be followed by live dates where the band will play the new album in full! Steve Kilbey has also been creating a series of paintings as memes for the albums lyrical themes, some of which will be available to purchase from the merch store. To start with there are 4 available depicting each of the band members. They are high quality prints made with museum grade paper and inks. And there are T-Shirts featuring the album cover and the 4 prints. Thank you for sharing this journey with us! We are excited for you to hear the new album and we can’t wait to play all of it for you on our upcoming tour. And with that, we bring you Further/Deeper. Got to http://thechurchband.net/shop/ and pre-order Further/Deeper, the album prints and t-shirts. Stream “Pride Before A Fall” here: https://soundcloud.com/muchobravado/the-church-pride-before-a-fall/s-72pol Further/Deeper Part 1 – Tour FRI 24 OCT | ANU BAR, CANBERRA ACT Tickets available from www.ticketek.com.au | 132 849 | All Ticketek Outlets SAT 25 OCT | OXFORD ART FACTORY, SYDNEY NSW Tickets available from www.moshtix.com.au | 1300 GET TIX | All Moshtix Outlets FRI […]

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The next chapter for the church is upon us! We are proud to announce the release of our 25th studio album Further/Deeper. It will be released on October 17 in Aus/NZ with the rest of the world release dates coming soon. It will be available on CD, digital and vinyl.

The only place you can pre-order now is the church merch store. When purchasing the CD or digital album you will receive an download of first taste from the album “Pride Before A Fall” within 48 hours and you will also receive a bonus track of “The Girl Is Buoyant” on 17 October. The vinyl is a double album and comes with a digital download card and contains 3 extra tracks than the CD. The release of Further/Deeper will be followed by live dates where the band will play the new album in full!

Steve Kilbey has also been creating a series of paintings as memes for the albums lyrical themes, some of which will be available to purchase from the merch store. To start with there are 4 available depicting each of the band members. They are high quality prints made with museum grade paper and inks. And there are T-Shirts featuring the album cover and the 4 prints.

Thank you for sharing this journey with us! We are excited for you to hear the new album and we can’t wait to play all of it for you on our upcoming tour. And with that, we bring you Further/Deeper.

Got to http://thechurchband.net/shop/ and pre-order Further/Deeper, the album prints and t-shirts.

Stream “Pride Before A Fall” here: https://soundcloud.com/muchobravado/the-church-pride-before-a-fall/s-72pol

Further/Deeper Part 1 – Tour
FRI 24 OCT | ANU BAR, CANBERRA ACT
Tickets available from www.ticketek.com.au | 132 849 | All Ticketek Outlets

SAT 25 OCT | OXFORD ART FACTORY, SYDNEY NSW
Tickets available from www.moshtix.com.au | 1300 GET TIX | All Moshtix Outlets

FRI 31 OCT | ORMOND HALL, MELBOURNE VIC
Tickets available from www.oztix.com.au | 1300 762 545 | All Oztix Outlets

SAT 01 NOV | THE OLD MUSEUM, BRISBANE QLD
Tickets available from www.oldmuseum.org

Tickets on sale Wednesday

 

Watch our BIGSOUND keynote address:

Our full keynote address is now available. Click the photo to go to the video.    

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Our full keynote address is now available. Click the photo to go to the video.

 

 

Live review for BIGSOUND show at The Zoo in Brisbane

Check out the review by clicking the photo. Photo by Nicholas Ivanovic (our winner of passes to BIGSOUND. Congrats and thank you Nicholas)!

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Check out the review by clicking the photo. Photo by Nicholas Ivanovic (our winner of passes to BIGSOUND. Congrats and thank you Nicholas)!

the church’s Keynote Address at BIGSOUND Festival

the band were featured keynote speakers at Brisbane’s BIGSOUND Festival 10-12 September. Click photo to read all about it.

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the band were featured keynote speakers at Brisbane’s BIGSOUND Festival 10-12 September. Click photo to read all about it.

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outside the rain falls on glass buddhas and wall gardens inside your coastal poet in a house alone in the flash of a brilliant mind snapped a shot a shot of single malt music steeped in a vault of laughing noble gases this is all the present you will ever get doomed to be here and now then then and gone music what is music but the underwater song of the wrong man my guitar suddenly so heavy a staggering of the voices that emanate from me ten million electronic tricks have rendered me powerful and mysterious the emptiness of those words i invoked revoked of all head strength my fingers which pluck at strings learnt their tricks inside out my limitless clip of beat my brave danger face as i negotiate a minor seventh on a hallucinated steinway my dancer and accomplice the woman Imogen Gestalt here is my song in one word : believe it but it will take a whole Lp as i sing you to your sweetest sleep tonight oh devotees you have waited long for the soul of music in shadows on rue de sentimental you sat at cafes singing along at my gig at the sorbonne i recast myself as a genie the theatre was torn down by the elements themselves i sit in no judgement with my axe and my murmuring voices the simple task falls upon me to slay you in song outside the spring rain fell tho we were bored with looking at it then the sound of a million mellotron krsna flutes ten leagues away the erupting beat of earth orbiting sun orbiting star orbiting itself some huge unnameable thing suddenly i focus in on the track with the 12 string singing its unison part as in mission the things you […]

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music munch

outside the rain falls on glass buddhas and wall gardens

inside your coastal poet in a house alone

in the flash of a brilliant mind snapped a shot

a shot of single malt music steeped in a vault of laughing noble gases

this is all the present you will ever get doomed to be here and now

then then and gone

music what is music but the underwater song of the wrong man

my guitar suddenly so heavy

a staggering of the voices that emanate from me

ten million electronic tricks have rendered me powerful and mysterious

the emptiness of those words i invoked revoked of all head strength

my fingers which pluck at strings learnt their tricks inside out

my limitless clip of beat

my brave danger face as i negotiate a minor seventh on a hallucinated steinway

my dancer and accomplice the woman Imogen Gestalt

here is my song in one word : believe it

but it will take a whole Lp

as i sing you to your sweetest sleep tonight

oh devotees you have waited long for the soul of music

in shadows on rue de sentimental you sat at cafes singing along

at my gig at the sorbonne i recast myself as a genie

the theatre was torn down by the elements themselves

i sit in no judgement with my axe and my murmuring voices

the simple task falls upon me to slay you in song

outside the spring rain fell tho we were bored with looking at it

then the sound of a million mellotron krsna flutes ten leagues away

the erupting beat of earth orbiting sun orbiting star orbiting itself some huge unnameable thing

suddenly i focus in on the track with the 12 string singing its unison part as in mission

the things you never think about as you doubletrack an echo

a catalogue of events laid out in sound pleasing for some reason

this is my music month i bleed crotchets i vomit up symphonies in shards

oh i ooze opera with swooping portamento contralto i congeal

among the rocks i find a baby groovin’ moses gonna rock old pharaohs saunters

yeah honey rock n roll and levitation and plagues of saxophones

yeah the bash beat of acid jelly roll over back banging gong ringing song im sure singing

do you deserve to serve great Set the groovy serpent god who coils in yon tree..?

maybe a spell in the darkness of obscurity

maybe a well and from it

you can drink

purity

 

 

 

 

 

 

music under the microphone

whispers on blank tape captured in ether tapped out in remorse code the beat of the disconsolate drumming up a storm little tempestuous stick work the play of the rain on the roof of my tent the floorboards creek out a song of the riverman my sudden white spring revelation echoing on out over the lake lizards groove towards my outstretched fingers that stroke the fenderneck old pastmaster old boomer ringing rang on and on i singing that song song song song song song song thats the one you fell over love and cracked your mackerel now i know how to say i no sing anymore four square floorshow some little backstage hitch bitched a widescreen ride some little phrase she plays on her recorder unleaching disorder some frantic mantle on her kindle wood the forest standstill inside the hut the buttons of an accordion in discordant grunt the tempting sound of a refrain refraining to reprise i understand such things as these  

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silked screen

whispers on blank tape captured in ether

tapped out in remorse code the beat of the disconsolate

drumming up a storm little tempestuous stick work

the play of the rain on the roof of my tent

the floorboards creek out a song of the riverman

my sudden white spring revelation echoing on out over the lake

lizards groove towards my outstretched fingers that stroke the fenderneck

old pastmaster old boomer ringing rang on and on

i singing that song song song song song song song

thats the one you fell over love and cracked your mackerel

now i know how to say i no sing anymore four square floorshow

some little backstage hitch bitched a widescreen ride

some little phrase she plays on her recorder unleaching disorder

some frantic mantle on her kindle wood the forest standstill

inside the hut the buttons of an accordion in discordant grunt

the tempting sound of a refrain refraining to reprise

i understand such things as these

 

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double doable life marble clad rome hard drive over my heart cold green pool i plunge in past the shock glide still pumping round inside my skull what a great gig friday night was ! glide were/are such a good band where would william be now if he was still here..? my ears ring on and on the church are rehearsing right now for gig on weekend at bulimba a smallish festval in Qld, isnt it, i think the new album coming so soon now bits and pieces may start appearing when we have the word meanwhile i paint i sing i spend time with the doodles and the woofle i drove a guys sporty car that had a cd player that actually worked and the only cd at hand was painkiller so i pumped that on long lonely drive fuck theres some good numbers on there! tim deserves much credit too! its a good record. perhaps my best solo album i was amazed i was playing all that stuff myself except drums and radio sounds yesterday the mere bass was proving troublesome after the church aint played since 1 and a half years ago things werent quite picking up as naturally for my fingers as i thought i’m getting old and forgetful i’m getting better and more honed in but more absent minded as my mind devotes all its computing power to artistic pursuits it has no room for remembering where the keys and where the glasses are or the phone and plethora of cards and bullshit you gotta have i met a guy from fiji last night at rehearsals he was standing outside watching me like a hawk as i rolled and smoked some organic gippsland weed i walked over to him he was very happy to partake of […]

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double life

double life

double doable life

marble clad rome

hard drive over my heart

cold green pool i plunge in past the shock

glide still pumping round inside my skull

what a great gig friday night was !

glide were/are such a good band

where would william be now if he was still here..?

my ears ring on and on

the church are rehearsing right now for gig on weekend at bulimba

a smallish festval in Qld, isnt it, i think

the new album coming so soon now

bits and pieces may start appearing when we have the word

meanwhile i paint i sing i spend time with the doodles and the woofle

i drove a guys sporty car that had a cd player that actually worked

and the only cd at hand was painkiller so i pumped that on long lonely drive

fuck theres some good numbers on there! tim deserves much credit too!

its a good record. perhaps my best solo album

i was amazed i was playing all that stuff myself except drums and radio sounds

yesterday the mere bass was proving troublesome

after the church aint played since 1 and a half years ago

things werent quite picking up as naturally for my fingers as i thought

i’m getting old and forgetful

i’m getting better and more honed in

but more absent minded

as my mind devotes all its computing power to artistic pursuits

it has no room for remembering where the keys and where the glasses are

or the phone and plethora of cards and bullshit you gotta have

i met a guy from fiji last night at rehearsals

he was standing outside watching me like a hawk

as i rolled and smoked some organic gippsland weed

i walked over to him

he was very happy to partake of the herb

he plays in a fijian band that play at fijian gigs in sydney

a whole other world

fijian reggae

him a big black young bloke

me a puny white old geeza

united by the weed and by our love of music

awww! dontcha just love this shit, people?!

in yoga i get a transmission from the universe

but ah translation in to english kilbey speak may render it stupid

we cannot realise the concept of that we call god

god is much more than our tiny minds can possibly dig

god (as we must call him tho i dont like this term)

communicates with each person in their own self

although he may not be heeded

the evidence of his existence is existence itself

this finely tuned and brilliant earth

god does not authorise persecution and killing in gods name

god authorises only mercy and compassion and knowledge

however this is an obstacle course to negotiate

we will come back time after time as we learn everything we need to know

eventually within eternity it will all become clear

it is gods grace to appear in a personalised form i imagine

as christ as krsna as buddha 

tho the universe that communicated with me

was just sudden warm thoughts as i stood in garudasana and tree pose

the idea of 2 warring deities using humans as pawns is preposterous 

not worthy of consideration

so too the idea of the accidental earth fallen together into perfection by itself

yeah my songs write themselves too

just like the birds singing outside in the rain got here by accident

there is something so wonderfully large and warm out there

we are not alone

throw away your scriptures they are misleading if interpreted literally

god is within us 

our world our humanity has slowly cut us off from feeling this warmth

our schools our wars our money

our hatred and anger screams so loud

it drowns out the warmth in our hearts

the warmth favours no country no man no era

like the sky it is above and beyond taking sides 

the words in books are mens words subject to all mens faults and lies

the warmth in the heart is ineffable 

it does not compose rules or impose punishments

that is a human thing to do 

not for god/warmth

karma exists as does maya as does gravity

all you can do is love ad forgive and be honest and kind

look and you will see god everywhere if you want to

let it blow your mind

you are imperishable spirit dressed in temporary flesh

rejoice!

this is the truth as i felt it

this is my truth only

but this truth is the indisputable truth to me

 

 

 

 

 

 

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well i do always say i lead a weird old life and i truly fucking do last wednesday i fly down to hobart where i am doing a cameo role in macbeth 1040 (no sunshine , that aint his postcode!) i stay with actor gerard w alias dr spork dr spork bends spoons and forks into jewellery hes also playing macduff in macbeth he also has some very fast ancient sports car and because we’re sitting low to the ground it feels like we are doing a thousand miles an hour as we rocket round hobart smoking some primo sporkish mixture me saying “slow the fuck down Spork!” well the next day there is mild mannered genius director Brian Dimmick he is so deep into the film he is almost oblivious to whatever is going on outside his concentration his dedication and belief and faith are fucking awe inspiring with almost no budget with everyone working on deferred payment that is if it ever makes any money then they (we) will be paid quite frankly brian dimmick is a guy i would work for for nothing his vision his insistence on historical accuracy his perseverance and resilience almost without any outside financial help and now this film is all wrapped up i simply cannot wait to start doing the music again (i have already done first 20 minute) so i got dressed up as the green man and i crowned macbeth in his nightmare we filmed in a cold sunlit glade with smoke and steam wisping about when the cameras rolled there was a palpable feeling of…something eerie this is one hell of a movie and i cant wait for you all to see it the next day i visited brian at his house cluttered and full of spears and […]

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tasmanian deville

well i do always say i lead a weird old life

and i truly fucking do

last wednesday i fly down to hobart

where i am doing a cameo role in macbeth 1040

(no sunshine , that aint his postcode!)

i stay with actor gerard w alias dr spork

dr spork bends spoons and forks into jewellery

hes also playing macduff in macbeth

he also has some very fast ancient sports car

and because we’re sitting low to the ground

it feels like we are doing a thousand miles an hour

as we rocket round hobart smoking some primo sporkish mixture

me saying “slow the fuck down Spork!”

well the next day there is mild mannered genius director Brian Dimmick

he is so deep into the film

he is almost oblivious to whatever is going on outside his concentration

his dedication and belief and faith are fucking awe inspiring

with almost no budget

with everyone working on deferred payment

that is if it ever makes any money then they (we) will be paid

quite frankly brian dimmick is a guy i would work for for nothing

his vision

his insistence on historical accuracy

his perseverance and resilience

almost without any outside financial help

and now this film is all wrapped up

i simply cannot wait to start doing the music again

(i have already done first 20 minute)

so i got dressed up as the green man

and i crowned macbeth in his nightmare

we filmed in a cold sunlit glade with smoke and steam wisping about

when the cameras rolled there was a palpable feeling of…something eerie

this is one hell of a movie and i cant wait for you all to see it

the next day i visited brian at his house

cluttered and full of spears and shields and decapitated heads

we do a little greenscreen work with my antlers back on

the next day i visited the fabled MONA museum

museum of old and new art

an eccentric billionaire who made his money gambling

has built this gigantic multi floored museum in a picturesque spot

on paper i was gonna love the place

everyone told me i would

but i’m sorry

and not trying to be iconoclastic either

and disagreeing with all the many people who think MONA is amazing

to me it felt like

an eccentric billionaire had built a museum and filled it with random strange stuff

now that should be good in kilbeys world , right?

i would have thought so too

now i will use a phrase that i actually hate

MONA had absolutely no emotional resonance with me whatsoever

that is no criticism of MONA

but i was baffled with myself because i just didnt like it there at all

it was kind of nightmarish to me

just loads of weird sometimes powerful objects in huge rooms

rooms you could play a game of footy and still have room

there was apparently a room dedicated to human excretia

which i somehow mercifully missed

there was a “starbucks” coffee shop that wasnt actually a starbucks

but it was a good counterfeit of one

i dont know but the premise of that escaped me

although the soy latte was good

in the end i preferred to sit outside looking at the view

trying to decide whats wrong with me because i didnt like MONA

it fact i couldnt fucking stand it with all its overlapping musics and sounds

and all the lights going on and off

and its fucking interactive doodah…who wants to fuck around with that?

whats wrong with me? ungrateful sod!

is it i who is the philistine ?

or is MONA simply a huge concrete museum full of weird stuff

provided by an eccentric billionaire

i mean good on him for doing it but…

it just aint that easy..

on the other hand i guess it is

because 99 per cent of folks rave about it

and crabby grumpy old kilbey just couldnt dig it!

i think the eccentric billionaire should hire me actually

i could be at least one of the aesthetic advisers i think he needs

at least to appeal to some jumped up self styled cognoscenti ponce like myself

so MONA gets a big question ? from me

then my third strange experience

back at sporks having a smoke

he puts on a doco about Sunbury from 1974(?)

one of australias first ever big outdoor festivals a la woodstock

what a fucking dismal awful carry on

hot and dry and dusty

we have the obligatory nude swimming

but because this is australia we dont actually see many naughty bits

eg the bosom shots are tastefully side on so we dont see the nips

so all these fucking people came to see a bunch of australias top bands

one band piranha is just like santana complete with drum solo

only mike shrieve this drummer aint!

the wild cherries plod through some 12 bar sludge

then the big moment

a guy called billy thorpe who was huge at the time

its 1974 and theres bowie and roxy and all this stuff out there

but here in australia we got thorpie doing be bop a lula

and oop poop a dooh

or however the fuck that old warhorse is spelt

the crowd who must be on some serious bad acid and cheap booze

are going nuts over these hoary old 12 bar 1950s stodge standards

it is truly excruciatingly awful as thorpie takes solo after solo

while the band plod away

look i love my aussie music and i aint no cultural cringer

but this 40 year old document of australian rock is dismal

max merrit is pretty good in his own ragged kind of way

but the music is so old fashioned

so stuck in some boogie woogie past

skyhooks and a load of other bands were just around the corner

but this sunbury video is strange and weird and yes almost nightmarish

i’m confused

is it just me?

there is so much stuff out there that people seem to love

which i seem to hate

and vice versa

meanwhile i am becoming more obsessed with glide

and trying to learn their strange weird but good songs

i think about william out there somewhere

i was obviously a bit of an influence on him

its there not so disguised in some lyrics

other influences too

but the fucking man was a contender

the first bar of the first song we are doing

has more originality and beauty than all of sunbury put together

i dunno william is like shelley or byron if they were rockers

in another universe glide would have been massive

in a universe populated by steve kilbeys

who demand the kind of fucking music that glide deliver

the juxtaposition of noise and beauty

the juxtaposition of good and evil

songs that make you sit up and go wow!

the band has lost none of its power at rehearsal

the basslines are fucking awesome

the guitars were intricate and driving

the only question is

can kilbey cut the mustard and do these songs the justice they deserve

william i know youre out there

give us a fucking hand son

these songs are tricky to sing

but i know

if i can get it right

it will be one of the best things you have ever seen me do

see you thursday night then

kilbey

back in rainy bondi

as the creditors close inexorably in!

 

 

the church are headlining Mullumbimby Music Festival November 20-23

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