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Sunday, June 28, 2009 

First Grade Rock’n’Roll

After dabbling with proto-punk and post-grunge, Sam Agostino has gone back to rock’n’roll basics with his sporadic trio Russian Roulettes. He talks to PATRICK EMERY about cassette releases, European expansionism and the band’s formation, which was sparked by an unusual coincidence of names. Photography by RICHARD SHARMAN.

Sam Agostino can pinpoint the moment in time when the Russian Roulettes were conceived. In 2006, he was juggling his commitments with Digger and the Pussycats and Kamikaze Trio when he spotted Legends of Motorsport drummer Agostino Soldati across a crowded room. With his irsute appearance – exemplified by his jungle thick afro hairstyle – Soldati was used to tedious inquiries. Sam Agostino, however, was only interested in their coincidence of names.
“I walked over to him and said, ‘I have to ask you a question.’ He thought I was going to ask him if his hair was real,” Agostino recalls. “Everyone called him ‘Ago’, and I said, ‘Is your name Agostino, because my last name is Agostino?’ So we just became mates after that. We played with Legends [of Motorsport] quite a lot, and we had this idea to have a band and call it Agostino and Agostino,” he jokes.
The unique fraternal aesthetic – with its associated images of a spaghetti version of Simon and Simon – was enhanced when bass player Tim Wold, then playing with The Specimens, came on board. “We couldn’t really call it Agostino, Agostino and Wold,” Agostino jokes. Wold suggested the name Russian Roulettes, and the band was born.
“Tim had the name for ages … I think he wanted to call The Specimens the Russian Roulettes”, Agostino says. “It’s the only name he’s ever thought of, and he’s been sticking to it, because he reckons it’s gold.”
With each member already committed to other bands, finding time to play gigs as the Russian Roulettes wasn’t easy. “It’s been a pretty sporadic thing for the past three years. We’d had a couple of failed attempts at recording an album, and then finally in February last year we sat down with John Watson, and Robbie Adams mixed it. Everything we do seems to be a really long process,” Agostino says.
“A lot of the music has come together from just playing together, rather than structured ideas. It’s very much the most democratic band that I’ve played in, to the point that it’s all Indians and no chiefs”.
Those initial attempts to record the band’s debut R&R failed because, as Agostino explains, they sounded like “everyone else’s 4-track recordings at the time”.
“It didn’t feel it really suited our songs. A big thing for me was to get a really good drum song from Ago – he’s such an explosive drummer. As much as it might sound like Toto, we had to get the drum sound right.”
With Digger and the Pussycats fulfilling the role of proto-garage band and the now-defunct Kamikaze Trio posthumously celebrating the late ’80s grunge aesthetic, from what source material does Russian Roulettes spring?
“For me it goes back to the music I was listening to in high school like Zeppelin, Hendrix – jamming guitar bands. It’s the most straight ahead rock’n’roll band I’ve ever played in – The Stooges, Reigning Sound. A lot of your Grade 1 rock’n’roll,” he jokes. “A lot of the music has come together from just playing together, rather than structured ideas. It’s very much the most democratic band that I’ve played in, to the point that it’s all Indians and no chiefs”.
Having previously released records on two iconic Melbourne labels – Loki Lockwood’s Spooky and Bruce Milne’s Infidelity – Agostino is happy to have found a spot on Mick Baty’s Off the Hip Records. “I guess one thing is that you have your own spot in the Melbourne music scene. It’s a bit like being in a secret gang. There are all these other bands and you have something in common with them. But also working with Mickster, he’s someone whose passion is selling music, and he’s got a highly developed underground network across the world that are interested in selling his records. And he’s pretty well become the main rock’n’roll label in Melbourne. And he’s got a shop, which is a really good hang-out place.”
The blend – or contradiction – between Off the Hip’s retail and online presence is an added attraction. “In some ways Mickster has got one foot in the past – he’s got a retail shop, when everyone will tell you that retail is dead – and on the other hand, he’s doing all these trades with people on the internet. A lot of people in Europe know the label,” Agostino says.
The Off the Hip association has laid the foundation for a European release and possible tour, with German label P-Trash (which has previously released Digger and the Pussycats records) agreeing to release R&R on vinyl in Europe.
A vinyl release is one thing, but what about the recently heralded cassette? Any chance of a Russian Roulettes metallic tape? “Hell yeah,” says Agostino, emphatically. “I’d like to do it as a double tape, like New Order put out years ago. People talk about the resurgence of vinyl, but I never stopped buying vinyl. Tapes are a bit more of a collectors thing though, a bit more elitist.”
There is, however, one proviso. “It better have bloody good artwork,” Agostino says.
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R&R will be launched on May 23 at Yah Yahs in Melbourne.
  -   Published on Tuesday, May 19 2009 by Patrick Emery.
Taken from http://www.messandnoise.com/articles/3615522

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Sunday, June 28, 2009 
R&R - Russian Roulettes (Off The Hip)
This Melbourne trio's collective rock and roll sins precede them (Digger & The Pussycats, The Legends of Motor Sport, Kamikaze Trio, Go Set, The Specimens) and "R&R" delivers on that and more.
There's a massive streak of the better end of Aussie '70s pub rock excess running down the middle, crossed with hard-arsed punk jams, heavy funk and lashings of acid psych. It's all camping out in a placed called Lo-Fi Heaven.
If "R & R" was a breakfast cereal you'd know it for its high-fibre and absence of sweet little sugary crunchy things. If you're looking for me to get base I'll oblige and tell you that this is a sound guaranteed to bind the loosest of stools and leave a ring around the bowl. It's heavy duty goodness that'll flush out the system and leave you feeling a whole lot better.
The key is Tim Wold's dense bass rumble. It's right at the heart of the Russian Roulettes' sound, like a black, beating heart. Sam Agostino lays down a wailing, wah-wah saturated guitar, Agostini Soldati powers away on the tubs, but it's the pulsing bedrock that pulls these songs along.
It's Agostino's big fat searing guitar sound that burns through the mix and he flags the fact that there will be a lack of sensitive Tommy Emmanuel acoustic licks on this album in the opening "I've Been Drinking Far too Long". From there, the going remains heavy or builds thereupon. The glamm-ish "All The Things" is the exception.
Agostino gets his (and everybody else's) moment in the sun on the 11-minute-plus "Girl You Know How To Dance", a Buffalo-styled stomper that flings squalling balls of guitar like Godzilla going six rounds with Mothra in Tokyo Harbour. You may call it excessive wankerisim. You may also clean out baboon cages with your tongue at the zoo on weekends.
Records like this live or fail on the songs and the good news is that The Roulettes have plenty to offer. "Wrong Direction", the Bo Diddleyesque "Outta Control" and the explosive "Gonna Make It" all ring dem bells.
The Stones never did or will sound like the Roulettes' cover of "I Just Wanna Make Love To You" which sounds like Blue Cheer on an I.V. line of Turkish coffee, and loud enough to wake Willie Dixon. - The Barman

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Taken from: http://www.i94bar.com/reviews/russianroulettes.php



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RUSSIAN ROULETTES
R & R
(Off the Hip)

Cross-pollination can be a wonderful thing, even in a natural environment as simplistic and primitive as rock ’n’ roll. Take the Russian Roulettes as a case study. Comprising Sam Agostino (Fort Mary, Kamikaze Trio, Digger and the Pussycats, Pistons Misfire), Agostino Soldati (Legends of Motorsport) and Tim Wold (ex Kamikaze Trio, The Specimens), the Russian Roulettes are – on one simplistically identifiable level – just another rock ’n’ roll band. Hell, even the title of the band’s debut album, R’n’R, betrays little imagination beyond the ubiquitously predictable time signature, some loud guitar licks and a thumping rhythm section. It’s all been done before, surely – a million freaking times.

The artistic product created by the Russian Roulettes, however defies that objective analysis. What else can you do when confronted with the opening track – built around Soldati’s psychotically entrancing military rock beat, Agostino’s narrative of alcoholic excess and speedracer AC/DC riffs – than bestow upon it lavish amounts of monosyllabic praise? You can skip promptly across to Wrong Direction and bathe happily in a tight ball of intense garage fuzz, ride the peaks, troughs and outer-stratospheric psychedelic arrogance of Outta Control, ponder the MC5 spiked encouragement of Hurry Up or even nod sagely in the self-denying ranting of You Only Call Me When You’re Down.

After some typically offensive Agostino social commentary in Gonna Make It, there’s ‘60s psychedelic love with a suburban bogan inflection in Party and the “shucks-I-really-love-you” bubblegum-pop sweetness of All the Things. Somewhere in the midst of all that there’s the liberal interpretation of Willie Dixon’s I Just Wanna Make Love to You – the subject here possibly not being some object of sexual interest, but the entire canon of garage rock, and its acidic pop black sheep relations.

The Russian Roulettes’ name suggests a random act of potential self-destruction, but there’s no self-harm in this equation. This is rock ’n’ roll as it should be played – loud, brazen, and obnoxious. Long may it reign.

PATRICK EMERY
Taken from: http://www.beat.com.au/review.php?id=1636

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