I lived in a town not too distant from the Brisbane that Kuepper writes about in "Security City", although geographically it was 600km away in country New South Wales. The image projected by the band as rebels against a stiflingly conservative and uncreative town hit me instantly. Everything about them seemed to cover most of what I felt about where I came from, so the band were speaking to the converted from the first notes of the song. As a result, I wasn't blown away so much as drawn to a group of kindred spirits.

Years later, when I decided to find out more about the Saints, I found out that there was bugger-all out there apart from Clint Walker's book. The few websites dedicated to the Saints are focused on Bailey's years, not the ones I was most interested in. Finally, when I moved to Brisbane itself (not far from Oxley Creek, as it happens) I felt the world needed to know more about the most primative band in the world, so I set to it. The whole thing took around a month of fairly casual workload.

Anyway, I hope someone else out there feels closer to themselves from reading about the Saints, or at least is inspired by them to go achieve something as equally great. And perhaps someone else will feel less frustrated at the lack of information on band that will probably never be as appreciated as it deserves. I could ramble for days, but I won't.

Ps - my other website, containing various efforts in many fields, is here: 2une.une.edu.au/~dkimball.