Category Archives: DIGGIN’ FOR GOLD
Recent digs from the Australian crates. Respect to all the true diggers out there getting’ them fingers dusty.
Released: Sep/1984 – Brisbane, Australia
Label: A Records
Label Catalogue: SUN 0106
Artists: The Parameters
Yesterday, like most days I woke with an insatiable itch to search my city for records. The hunt usually starts by checking a few web pages and venturing out to thrift shops, bazaars, record stores and everything in between. I was browsing local classifieds on the internets and came across a post that read “small LP’s assorted – $2.50”. As every wax digga knows, no record can be left unturned so I clicked on the post and read through the names of five 7″ records on offer.
My attention was instantly caught by the name Herbie Hancock with his Future Shocking composition ‘Rockit’ among the singles for sale. However it was the last record on the list that had my head spinning like a Rock Steady breaker at Happy Warrior Playground. ‘The Parameters – Pig City/Material Possession’. An obscure, historical piece of local music that’s been high on my want list since the 750 Rebels dropped their song/video ‘Pig City’ and I was first enlightened of the story behind the title.
So, thinking it must be my lucky day I made the call but got nothing but a series of answerless rings. Dang! Maybe someone beat me to the punch? Within a few minutes of anxious pacing and second guessing a call back from the same number lit up my phone. I arranged a time to see the records for sale and shortly after an address came through via txt message.
I’m on a mutha fuckin mission..
The txt lead me to a back street in Hemmant out on Brisbane’s bayside, somewhere between suburbia and an industrial estate. I was welcomed by one of those long dirt driveways with overgrown vegetation making the house impossible to see from the road. It reminded me of a scene from the HBO series True Detective. My spidey sensors told me to park out on the main road and walk up the long drive so that if I went missing someone might remember my vehicle parked outside the dubious looking address. The house was exactly as my wild imagination had already painted; an old Queenslander with car parts and bric-a-brac covering the ground and front balcony. Thankfully the lady inhabiting the run down residence did not resemble a swamp person and we got straight down to business. She handed me a bunch of 45’s and walked me to where she was storing some LP’s I’d asked to peep. We had the standard ‘records are having a come back’ conversation and I walked away with one LP plus the Rockit and Pig City singles all for a galah and some change.
So what was all the fuss about? Check the song and super 8 footage to boot