Muscles is described by his distributor (in an attempt to be witty) as an Australian who was locked in a closet with a Super Nintendo, a drum machine and some other shit. I, personally, would compare him to a more electronic Electric Six on a lot of drugs. His recent release Guns, Babes, Lemonade - on Modular Records, has managed to push the threshold of my patience right to the edge of being annoying before going over the edge. Try not to think too much about it, take it for what it is. To quote Muscles... "Hey Muscles, we love you, we want to have your babies." And there it is folks.
Muscles - Sweaty
Muscles - Lauren From Glebe
Muscles - Muscles I Love You
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