Little Red

When did we start saying "I'm going to go see that band tonight"? Was it when PeteTownsend smashed his guitar? When GG Allin smashed his face on the stage? When AC/DC inflated Rosie? Who can say, but one thing's for sure - somewhere along the way, listening became secondary to looking.

In the case of Melbourne's Little Red, however, people would filter out of their early shows, raving about the harmonies, the guitar tones, the whip-crack drums. Sure, the suits were cute, and the smiles were mile-wide, but here was a band who had so expertly cultivated their sound that you just wanted to shut your eyes and let it wash all over you.

It's fitting, then, that their debut...

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