Born in Melbourne, purveyors of frantic vibraphone addled synth punk, but that’s selling it short. Desperate offerings of contemporary mutant pop music, inhabiting in a nebulous state, transcending in a world of shit. Compulsive rhythms complimented by ravings bordering on excessive, examining the excessive nature of contemporary consumer culture and mass reproduction. The four members of Brando’s Island foray into the unknown and find a method in madness.