YOU don't become an irrepressible force without doing the hard yards.
The Drones, Australia's most ferocious band and now five-person chain gang, have been splitting the rocks from the rolls for five studio albums and on their sixth, I See Seaweed, frontman Gareth Liddiard drew up an eight-song blueprint.
"There was a game plan. I gave Steve (Heskett, keyboardist and newest member) a bunch of piano music like Debussy and Wagner. Weird, early 20th century stuff," says Liddiard from his home just outside Myrtleford, where he lives with bass belle Fiona Kitschin.
"His brief was to try and avoid the rock'n'roll trappings of major and minor chords and instead make every note a bit odd. You can get away with a bit more on a piano than a guitar - for some reason it doesn't sound as wanky," he says, laughing his mangy country-boy laugh.
Heskett's jazz-flecked, spacious approach has made the latest Drones record the most tactile and tantalising offering of their career. And yet the original swamp rock is still there, Liddiard spitting bile with style.
"I'm not walking around being an angry guy, but if I turn on the TV it's not hard to get s--- off. I swing between disappointed at my fellow man to being an anthropologist. Such a curious beast."
* HEAR I See Seaweed (MGM) - out now.
* SEE The Drones, Sydney Opera House. April 27. From $39. sydneyoperahouse.com
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