"A masterclass in rebellious energy that bridges the gap between Sydney's garage scenes and South American stadiums."
The weight of a dusty Australian afternoon seems to lift the moment the opening riff of You Got Nothing by The Taciturn starts its jagged dance through the room. This is a raw and breathing piece of grit that demands your full attention rather than a polished radio product and the immediate sense of purpose in the playing tells you everything you need to know about the artist behind the curtain.
The influence of Spy vs Spy is apparent in the sharp and political edge of the songwriting but the execution belongs entirely to the modern era and the bassline drives the momentum forward while creating a sense of frantic motion that never lets up. It feels like a transmission from a scene that many feared was fading away but here it is alive and kicking and louder than ever before.
