There’s a fine art to taking the silly seriously, and the Aussie punk scene appears to be more dedicated to it than most. Brisbane’s Dune Rats certainly seem to be. From the goofy spoken-word skits that bookend their fourth album, to the wry, sarcasm-soaked lyrics, to the childish bursts of “na-na-nanana” nonsense, their world is an exuberant playground.
At heart, Dune Rats slot right in with the Warped tour warriors, the late-90s wave of US pop-punk that directly contradicted the grunge scene that preceded it.
