If bands were food, Oscar Galt and the Eventual Somethings would be the greasy kebab you order while drunk at three in the morning – filthy, yet undeniably delicious. As pioneers of ‘sarcastic gutter rock’, the shabby-chic Melbourne four-piece fuse an enigmatic mix of blues, grunge, old school punk and rock together in a potent manner, and draw from the works of iconic songwriters like Nick Cave and Tim Freedman. What’s more, they do it in suits.
