Munchy Dolphin – No Guarantee

Post author By Alex Kirk
Post date 1 September 2020

When a band calls itself Munchy Dolphin, they could at least have the decency to sound like a band called Munchy Dolphin. You keep expecting it to descend into juvenilia, but this is smooth and careful songwriting, strings and pianos setting the scene with deepy restrained guitars adding only the finishing touches. It very nearly steers into the treacherous waters of white-boys-doing-reggae, but the Cole Porter-isms keep it out of danger and what you’re left with is a lovely and intelligent piece of work.

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I would like to acknowledge that the gigs that are pictured here, the stages they’re played on, the bars and venues they’re held in, and the good times they represent, are all held on lands that were never ceded by Australian Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples. I acknowledge these First Australians as the traditional custodians of the continent, whose cultures are among the oldest living cultures in human history. I pay respect to the Elders of the community and extend my recognition to their descendants.

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