1/4/2010: HEATH CULLEN & THE 45

release their debut album

A STORM WAS COMING BUT I DIDN’T FEEL NOTHING

Nestled in the farming foothills of the majestic South East Forests National Park on a dusty road mimicking a transient creek: here, in an old dairy shed mobbed by sheep, dairy cows, geese, chooks, wallabies, wombats, echidnae and the odd stray border collie you will find a group of friends gathering often enough to make music, drink tea, beer, play cards, backgammon, cook meals together and luckily enough for all of us, hit the ‘Record’ button once in a while.

Nurtured since birth by the sounds of the singular local Radio station, playing everything from Bert Jansch to KISS, this amicable bunch have been playing together since they were old enough to oppose digits, and it shows. Fittingly, The band’s performances have been described as “reckless, commanding and seemingly effortless”.

Heath Cullen & The 45’s debut record shows a remarkably mature unity; songs are serviced as sensitively as you would expect a fine old blues ensemble to do. Cullen writes tales of small town tragedy and dark-end-of-the-street love affairs with a personal passion inseparable from insights gleaned from the worlds he has visited through the wireless.

“I wanted to make a record that sounds like a record, if you know what I mean… something that catches the band in it’s natural habitat.. a record of a time and a place.”

A product of a unique shared geotopical upbringing, Heath Cullen & The 45’s “a storm was coming…” takes the listener to a place of accord, passion and beauty few debuts can lay claim to.