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F A R E W E L L T O U R

Introducing FAREWELL TOUR, an ambient psych-rock band by Joe Wilson and Chanelle Collier, centred on themes of love, death, and loss. Their music is a cathartic response to grief arising from Chanelle’s Stage 4 Cancer diagnosis. Incorporating field recordings, guitars and vocals; the band's entire existence is a continuous drawn-out goodbye, bringing a unique urgency and finality to every performance and recording.

“…an epic love story of a band where every song is their last. A never ending farewell tour.”


2025 •The Renshaws •Signals•ALBUM LAUNCH•NASHA GALLERY•2026•Phoenix Central Park•Beechworth Biennale•wollongong Art Gallery

2025 •The Renshaws •Signals•ALBUM LAUNCH•NASHA GALLERY•2026•Phoenix Central Park•Beechworth Biennale•wollongong Art Gallery


OPENING NIGHT PERFORMANCE. Farewell Tour, Saturday July 5th, 2025. The Renshaws' 4 Prospect St Fortitude Valley

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JULY 5th, 2025 “farewell tour live at the renshaws” - Fortitude Valley

A new exhibition by Joe Wilson and Chanelle Collier At The Renshaws’.

Every song is a farewell and every concert a culminating event; yet the tour seeks to go on as long as it can, in a perpetual state of epilogue and reinvention. This meta-narrative invites audiences into the transient present of life, into the soft lines between the band's reality and its fateful mythology. 


“This sound practice is a refuge. From grief, death, loss, imminent doom etc. It brings us into intimate contact with time because it's a space where each second is noticed, felt and responded to with care, through deep listening, not letting any one of them pass without being valued. This slows time and offers the desired respite by elongating the temporal distance between ourselves here now on the studio floor with our guitars and love and voices; and our eventual heartbreaking demise. A slowing down to go between us and death.”

l o v e .•. f r i e n d s h i p.•. g r i e f.•. R E S P I T E

p l a y . s o m e t h i n g . e l s e .•. p l a y . s o m e w h e r e . e l s e

“…an epic love story of a band where every song is their last. A never ending farewell tour.”


(Em)

Lyrics Lose your head 

“What, did, they, tell, you, to, do

And what, did, you, decide to do, nothing

Can, you, put, your mind in your hand, mind in your hand

What, did, you, see from there nothing, see from there nothing else, 

Lose your head

Can, you, turn, your gaze upon itself,

What, did, you, see from there, nothing, nothing else

Lose your head

What did you see nothing 

What did you do nothing

What can you see nothing

Nothing else, nothing

Lose your head”

A G C (A G D A)

Sleep

“Sleep, my love. 

Lay down for another day. 

It cuts me deep, into my bones. 

Soon my love, I will be home. 

All this trouble, that we make; the pains, we take. 

That tall tower, it awaits; and all the hours never fade. 

Sleep, my love. 

Lay it down, your burning blade.”


“Is this understandable?: I feel out of time. Not as in a lack of it, but unstuck. loosed from it. Disconnected. Adrift. Floating in non-linear observation. Like right now, the studio's dim warm lamplight w joe poring over posters at 8pm seems like the film from our documentary shot 50yrs earlier and I'm not sure if I'm in the past making it or in the future watching back. (If I want to know what to do next, maybe all i have to do is remember?) It's somehow like this time has already happened and I'm here again but not actually here. I'm actually in that final eternal moment just before death looking back that everyone talks about where time elongates so much that a moment, that last moment, is always. An ever lasting microsecond created by your brain being flooded by some awesome giant acid trip like hormone. So I am here again and it all seems so real.

Joe often says he feels like he's in slow motion. And that we need to feel slow. Here in the studio, we can go so carefully, having all the days and hours. That sometimes, I can just forget everything so well that I have to remind myself to feel bad that it's already over.” - CC