Back 7 or so years, four friends with no agenda and nothing to lose started this thing that soon came to be known as Adam Said Galore. Finding themselves on the wrong side of the liquor and gaming laws allowed them three years to evolve independently before being able to lie convincingly enough to play their fist licensed gigs. Instead of taking notes, they simply let loose their own abberant tunes, ones that didn't much care for the curse of isolation that prevailed or copping some cheap fascimile of a scene or sound with an airmail sticker attached, theirs made sense of the disparity of distance that Perth, Western Australia ensures.

Sure, they had influences, but when expressed in such fractured time signatures, accented rhythms, intertwining melodies, and with such little adherance to standard measures like song length and utilisation of vocals, they had already naturally started to distill the essence of their sound, that strange dynamic. Early on it was possible to hear the wilful strains of Pavement, perhaps later a hint of Polvo, and then as the band explored new textures, it wasn't unusual to hear Monk, Sun Ra, Tortoise and Palace all eddy to the surface within the same set. This is documented on their 1998 release, Domino Comfort, which was recorded in the confines of the abandoned Fremantle Prison, and is set for re-release and extra tracks and new artwork on the Redline imprint.