mad-macka-adidasMad Macka has earned a place in Brisbane’s gutter music scene. From the backslamming yob rock of The Onyas to the under-rehearsed The Egos, hjs ascent as guitarist in the Cosmic Psychos (the band The Onyas always wanted to be) and solo singles like this have made him a poster boy for lovers of dirty six-string mayhem.

“Adidas Tracksuit” opens with crudely recorded drums and bass lurching along before a nagging guitar figure kicks in. Mad Macka and a female backing chorus bang on about, you guessed it, the joys of an Adidas tracksuit. At least he keeps his shirt on. This is a song no self-respecting suburban homie should be without.

The B side is as raucous and messy as it needs to be to match the A with a booming vocal over the top of a river of churning guitars. I might be wrong but it sounds like a song about seeing Bored! at a defunct Brisbane venue called Rics. If I’m wrong, Macka can chuck a brown eye in my general direction. The guitar-work works a treat and is a reminder than Mad Macka is no slouch. Is Mad Macka a modern-day Kevin Borich for the gutter rock generation? There could be a while new marketing strategy in there somewhere - along with a beer sponsorship, of course.


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