silverchair

I grew up in Whitehorse, the capital city of Yukon. Northern Canada, right next to Alaska is how I find myself describing its location most of the time. We lived somewhat removed from culture unless it was dominant. In the spring of 1995, AM/FM radio and print magazines with glossy covers were the main insights into the world outside our own. The things we were into were passed onto us by cool older siblings or peers in the hallways, a friend giving you a tape he stole from his brother’s room that has this rad new band on it like an analog influencer. That’s how I found Silverchair. On the other side of the world, three teenagers from New South Wales submitted a rough demo they had recorded into a song-writing competition aptly titled “Pick Me,” a joint venture between the radio station Tr...