“It’s the musical equivalent of a bronzed man lounging on a deck chair by the pool in some luxury resort. He adjusts his balls, puts down his piña colada, sighs, picks up a razor and slits his wrists”, so says Graveyard Train’s Nick Finch said of Melbourne’s Eaten By Dogs’ single If It Ain’t Killing You, It’s Sure Killing Me. It is brilliant noir-ish Americana and comes from … Continue reading MM Shorts 588: Eaten By Dogs