Take an inside peek to the unaologetically brash world of Bottlecock
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PREMIERE: Take an inside peek to the unaologetically brash world of Bottlecock

You know that feeling when you wake up in the morning – or, better still, the afternoon after the night before, and discover that the you of yesterday had decided to document the latter part of the evening on your phone? The footage is grainy, slightly skewered and some heads have been cut off, but there’s no denying it was some night. Well, mash that up with gritty noise rock, whack in some bokeh shots and a black cat, and you’ve got the makings of a Bottlecock video. This is the lost footage from the underground rave you didn’t plan on going to, but where you lost all sense of time, interspersed with some unbridled drumming and scrawled graffiti musings.

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We’ve all had those nights where every memory is covered in a VHS haze. There were black cats and sludgy noise rock involved, and nothing seemed real. Bottlecock have made those memories a reality in their clip for Girt By Dickheads.

Taken from their debut album, Record, Girt by Dickheads delivers a punch of searing grunge. Don’t go expecting pretty little riffs from these self-decreed noise pigs here. This track is the hammering that guitars were made for: messy, unapologetically bold and brashy. And if the sound of a drum kit falling eloquently down a flight of stairs isn’t punk enough for you, they’ve peppered it with a vigorous dose of metallic distortion and overdrive right from the outset.

This squeal of harmonic discordance and feedback never really lets up, so by the end, you’re not sure whether you need a lie down, or to listen to it all over again. The vocals are scant, but catchy and refreshingly un-melancholic, blistering with vehement aggression and post-party decadence: ‘I need to sleep/been awake for weeks.’ Bottlecock, we get ya.

The result? It’s chipped nails and a Saturday night brawl, that infectious 3 a.m. jam that refuses to let you sit still. The clip is a

The Brisbanians have been tearing up a storm in their hometown, so expect to here a lot more from this experimental sludge trio in the months to come. And if you wanna scoop up this piece of dirt-splattered gold, it’s available for free download via the band’s Bandcamp page. Get on it.

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