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The ROOT! Compendium - Old news - March, 2007

March 29, 2007

ROOT! are discovered and word quickly spreads.

March 28, 2007

ROOT! launch their myspace page

ROOT! FRONTMAN IMPOSTER CLAIMS... ...... is "DC Root" who he claims to be??? The frontman of new Melbourne country-rocking outfit ROOT! has lashed out at growing industry rumours regarding his true identity. "I know there’s been a few things said. A lot of it has been really hurtful." The furore finally reached critical mass last week when talkback legend Neil Mitchell launched a stinging attack: "I don’t abide by fakes, charlatans, hoodwinkers or shysters of any kind. He can call himself ‘DC Root’ all he likes. The truth is he was once the friend of the uncle of the guys in Jet." You heard it here - the friend of the uncle of the guys in Jet. Root cut an unconvincing figure as he parried reporters from Today Tonight: "Look - I don’t want to talk about it. Why can’t people let me live in the present?" There’s no smoke without fire. Whilst ROOT!’s twangin’ groove sounds nothing like the famous Melbourne rockers, their funny-yet-biting lyrical satire bears striking similarity to some of Nic Cester’s finest moments, like "1,2,3 take my hand and come with me cos you look real fine and I really want to make you mine" That same wry social commentary is all over ROOT! songs like:- ‘Spring Me Out Of Caroline Springs, Caroline...’ ‘I Still Call Australia "HO!"’... ‘I Wear My Prescription Sunglasses At Night’... and ‘Pauline Hansen Says There’s Christian Muslims Too’... - not to mention DC Root’s spoken word excursions, which map out a stream-of-consciousness rant over the atmospheric swing of his shadowy sidemen. But that’s exactly the problem. Whatever his guilty past, ROOT!’s singer doesn’t want people to come expecting the sound and look of the band he was once "allegedly" connected with. He has surrounded himself with a group of Melbourne’s finest jazz and country session players, all, rather tellingly, adopting the same "enigmatic" nom de plumes: "Henri Root" "Steve Root" and "Barnaby Root" There is nothing as compelling as a man with skeletons in his closet.

Indeed.