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Scorching music. A scorching desert punk version in the land of kangaroos. Post punk turned into blues, not American blues, but acidic border blues.
Scorching land, guitar duels, and very raucous blues voices, blues of the kangaroos, sick like Gun Club's off-key tunes. A kick in the sand and intertwining guitars that embrace each other, finding poignant electrical digressions with a singing style that's a drugged offspring of many off-key notes.
This is the Australian sound, the same but different, an illegitimate child, raucous, raw. A child of an immense land that continues to teach.
A piece of advice, try this album.
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