THE SPAGHETTI STAINS
THEY ARE a trio of Gippsland’s finest surf-rockers who, despite having one of the dorkiest band names we’ve come across, sport a slate of wickedly tight and tireless tunes. Cuts like “No Wuckin’ Fay” and “Trippin’ At The Beach” lean wholeheartedly into the carefree, tongue-in-cheek blitheness their aesthetic teases, but there’s also a wealth of sober emotion, poignancy and soul galvanised in their catalogue (see: “Summer” and “The Mountains”).
THEY’RE FOR FANS OF Spacey Jane, FIDLAR and Psychedelic Porn Crumpets.
THEIR LATEST RELEASE IS Essentia lIngredients, a ten-track feast of feisty rock ’n’ roll stuffed with sun-drenched spirit and jovial jammage. The record was fast-tracked with a ‘Level Up’ grant courtesy of Triple J Unearthed, and we’re glad it was; there’s a loose and lively rawness to the album – an unfalsifiable youthfulness – that likely would’ve bled out had it spent a few more years in gestation. It’s a must-suss for any surf-, psych- or indie-rock fan.