After five studio albums, a live album and concert film and enough singles, videos and awards to fill a bathtub, Brisbane’s favourite musical sons are releasing a Powderfinger biography that really tells the story better than anyone can on paper: Fingerprints: The Best Of Powderfinger.
It’s a common misconception that a Best Of compilation marks the end of an artist’s creative haul. For Powderfinger, who’s success has so far straddled the grunge era, alternative mid-90s, nu-punk moment, nu-rock present and nu-blah eon, the possibility that they will not bridge us through whatever comes next seems ludicrous.
Fear not, friend. The papers have been signed, the vows renewed, the champagne quaffed and the photos snapped. There are new Powderfinger records around time’s corners, the Fertile Five (‘Fab’ has been taken, twice, so has ‘Fantastic’ and ‘Febrile’ and…) remain devoted to the cause of entertaining Australia. Like Rolled Gold did for the Rolling Stones, Fingerprints marks a summary of the Powderfinger journey to date. After 1.6 million albums sold, this just seemed like the perfect moment to pause, and reflect.