Define your genre in five words or less:
Heavy stoner sludge rock.
What’ve you got to sell CD-wise?
We have our self-titled EP available digitally at motherslug.bandcamp.com. You can get a physical CD from Thornbury Records to hold in your grubby hands and practice weird, dark voodoo magic over.
When are you doing your thing next?
We are heading back into Beveridge Road Studios in December to record a couple of tracks which we will be releasing and promoting with an east coast tour in February next year.
Describe the worst gig you have ever played.
It was actually very recent and started with one of us dropping a crucial guitar pedal through a hole in the floor, never to be seen again. Somewhere in the middle there was too much alcohol and by the end there was nothing but smoke, regret and shattered dreams.
What do you think a band has to do these days to succeed?
Grow a beard, wear coloured jeans and ride a fixed gear bike. One member must only play an acoustic instrument and at least two members should be wearing fedoras and supermarket reading glasses. Songs must contain a catchy chorus, throw in a few ‘nah, nah, nah’s’ or ‘way-o’s’ and you should find yourself on the summer festival circuit, at least until an identical band comes along to take your place.
What makes you happiest about what you’re doing?
That drunk guy at the front of the stage who has no idea where he is and keeps banging his head on the stage while he’s flailing about. Those enthusiastic, garbled, drunken shouts we get from him in between songs always spur us on and make the therapy worthwhile.
When’s the gig and with who?
This Friday November 15 at the Prince Of Wales with Borrachero & Olmeg.
