Time for your day's dose of art-rock lunacy! Scotland's Django Django may be named for a certain jazz titan (or allegedly one of the great guitarist's teachers, who suffered from a bad stutter), but you really won't hear much of his presence in their music. Instead, they present a jittery amalgam of tribal drums à la "Goody Two Shoes," jaunty surf guitar, and, um, air-raid sirens.
The video they've put together is really one of the stranger ones I've seen in ages. There is certainly something to puzzle and/or offend just about every sensibility therein. But at the same time, it's hard not to admire the very cheek of it. (And cheeky, it is!)
Back in 2009, when this band first toddled onto stages in East London, they described themselves as "The triple distilled essence (and sensibility) of an artistic huddle of mischievous musicals." If you can make sense out of that, you're a better chap than I. But once you've spun this mischievously catchy number, I'm sure you'll agree.
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