Sons of Lee Marvin

Consider the great Australian racehorse Phar Lap: old when compared to his contemporaries, brutishly ugly and with an ungainly yet phenomenal stride & gargantuan stamina. In much the same way, Sons of Lee Marvin are a punter’s delight.
They have hammered their first album from pig iron - “Desert Kill Theme” - a collection of self penned and produced post marvin gonzo garage n roll epics (out thru Warthog/Shock 2005).
Live, they are bleeding diamonds from the eyesockets onto the black altar of the drum riser, and tearing hearts asunder in an explosion of love and gore. A new EP “Quick Release”, AND a soon to be released second album “The Death of Romance” is due for launch in November and has the go code (to be released on Bridge Sounds, distributed through Amphead / the Orchard).
It is another that was self penned, produced and executed right in the heart of Melbourne City and it’s forgotten underbelly wasteland. Amid the hyperbole of bodily harm and wasted lives, 5 shadowy figures stuck to their own guns to cast stories of internal gut-wrench, heartbreak and the best of pleasures. The Death of Romance was booted out the door in the exact same manner the title suggests…….
Video evidence is available both from the austro-country gothic ballad “Xmas 78”, the frenetic scramble of `Thirteenth Hour` to the scary snuff montage of “Saved What You Spent”.
Bryan Mayden (bass & vocals), Stu Manchu (guitars & vocals), Coz Loco (guitars & vocals) and featuring both Kidd Gloves and Knuckles O’Hara on drums - yep, there`s two of them, at the same time.
But the personnel list keeps growing…a shadowy cabal of guitar slingers and noise auteurs living amongst the Australian music scene like a hidden and aggressive cancer. You never know who will show up on stage…and it’s like watching a horse that looks like he’s going to shake himself to bits but is leading the bunch by a furlong.
So bet on the horse with heart - and stand and cheer – because an ugly new horse is set to raise people’s hopes hearts and spirits right as we slip into the great cultural depression.