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Music in this country can be a cynical affair. Young bands pitting riff against rhyme, eyeing other bands off like they were about to steal food from their starving drummer. And I blame Hollywood. Why else would musicians subjugate their craft, allow outside influences to augment their message, unless they were under the impression that at any minute (of any gig) Mr Bigpants studio boss will be there waiting, cheque book in hand, to sign them? Well Mr Bigpants doesn't exist kiddies (although larger men can be accomodated by larger size producers, like our XXXL tshirts available for $19.95 from our website *coughs*), which is WHY JJJ and other independent entities are so great! So we bring you Bungalow Sounds, likened to Edward Scissorhands reading Golden Books, Nick cave cavorting with Flaming Lips, or Robbie Williams sucking on a sunny boy (*flavoured ice-treat, not actual sun-laden boy), our music is designed to reflect the times. No, we won't get rich overnight playing tunes,