Confidence Man
Alright, strap in, because if you haven’t heard of Confidence Man, you’ve been missing out like a bastard missing his last bus home after a piss-up. Confidence Man, a fuckin' Aussie electro-pop sensation, is like the lovechild of 90s house music and modern-day satire, wrapped up in outrageous fashion and dance moves that could outshine a disco ball on speed.
First off, this isn't your run-of-the-mill band. They formed back in 2016 in Brisbane, because apparently, something has to come out of Australia that isn't trying to kill you, right? The group consists of two front people known as Janet Planet and Sugar Bones – already sounds like a couple of superheroes from a comic book you desperately wish you’d thought of, doesn’t it? Then there are the other two, Clarence McGuffie and Reggie Goodchild, who handle the decks and drums, all while disguised like they’re on some covert operation – think Daft Punk but with less robot and more mystery.
Their sound? It's like someone took the electronic dance music (EDM) scene, threw in a bit of 90s nostalgia, and then said, "Fuck it, let’s make it even more fun." It's cheeky, it's infectious, and it's satirical without being a total dick about it. They're known for their ridiculously energetic live shows, where the absurdity dial is cranked right the fuck up. Imagine gyrating in sync with thumping basslines while dressed in outfits that scream "I raided a thrift store on acid."
Now, their music isn’t just beats and laughs; there’s a cleverness to it. It mocks and celebrates pop culture and the absurdity of fame, all in one breath. Tracks like "Boyfriend (Repeat)" and "Don't You Know I'm In a Band" are perfect examples. They’re poking fun at the egos and the bullshit of the music industry while making you dance so hard you forget you had a shitty day.
So, there you go. Confidence Man isn't just a band; they’re a bloody experience—a reminder not to take all this too seriously. They’re here to show you a good time, whether you fuckin' like it or not. If you haven't listened to them yet, pull your finger out and give them a spin. You might find yourself dancing alone in your room, wondering why the hell you didn’t get on this train sooner.