Rockin' Dirty Royals...

Hit play on any one of their tunes on Unearthed, Soundcloud or their Facebook page & the big ballsy bass slaps you right in the face. The Royal Artillery have been tasty fodder on the Brisbane music scene for some time now & have a stack of festival performances under their belts to boot. I'm really digging their tunes, I find their stoner style well to my liking, they have skill & great technique in executing their fine auditory art. I have posted the Soundcloud link to their EP below & enthusiastically encourage you to lend your ear for a tantalizing burst of fat rockin' riffs. The story 'Pony Ride' appeals as my fave song on this EP, the sound is a true representation of a blues recipe in my book.

The lads are skilled at meshing together blues melody & vocals with driven skins; the flippant lyrics meld into the at times cacophonous rhythms perfectly, with an arrogance that is just enough to be attractive rather than overbearing, much like the prettiest bird in the cage. The expressive instrumentation takes the listener on a journey into the dank depths of dirty rock, raucous with that unrefined energy & enthusiasm of early Soundgarden or Alice In Chains.

Most recently they have hit up stages on the Sydney Blues & Roots Festival, Agnes Blues and Roots, Devil’s Kitchen & Mojo Burning Festival with some of Australia's premier artists. If you love your authentic rock driven blues, then you need to get along to one of their many live shows to appreciate the big talent of these guys. As stated in their own words "Quite simply, if you love your music, this band needs your attention."

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