I don’t think I can say this any better, so I’ll let the band do all the talking.
“Dirty Little Rebels, a face melting, nipple hardening, sister corrupting, badass, boigur eating, horn throwing, mother seducing, brain polluting, kickass three piece band…”
With a description like that, it’s fairly obvious that these swaggering scoundrels' only concern is “making badass rock n roll.” Their songs reek of stale beer and sweat, that je ne sais quoi that makes a dingy basement venue the perfect place to listen to their brand of fuck off grimey garage rock that makes your ears bleed in a good way.
Listen to “Bones” below and head over to Triple J to grab your free copy.
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