When did you first start making music? I started making music when I was six years old. I was at my Grandad’s house on Wade Street and his dog Mack was barking and I started bobbing my head along to what I later found out was called a ‘rhythm’ or a ‘beat’ – a shuffle to be specific – and I asked my Grandad, “What was Mack saying?” and he said “That’s ‘Ride On’ by AC/DC.” From that moment the die had been cast.
Tell us about your single ‘Cigarettes (Ain’t Helping Me None)’. The story behind it is that I used to smoke a shitload of durries and they weren’t helping me. It was inspired by the fact that if you smoke a bunch of darts all the time like I did, they won’t help you.
How would you describe your sound? It’s an assault on all of the senses in both a physical and mental capacity. Like (insert your favourite sporting team here) winning the big one. As heartwarming as a smile from your first born child. Like standing in front of a big ol Boeing 747 firing up, but with guitars and shit.
What can we expect from a live performance? A real fucking good time. A sense of familiarity and belonging. You look like you could use a real fucking good night out. Here! Have one on us, your mates, The Southern River Band, BYO dancing shoes, smiles provided on entry. Sorry about that ringing in the ears, don’t worry though, you’ll get used to it.
