Brendan Telford, Journalist

If you can’t fall in love with Hiding Under Covers or Humdrum Blues, then check your pulse – you’re probably dead.

"When we were around in the ‘70s no one understood us, it all just sounded like horrible noise."

Off-kilter and strangely debonair, Roche is a revelation.

The tempo and anger dials are constantly played with – an early comparison could be made to Melbourne’s White Walls – but this only serves to further the band’s penchant for raucous delineations and textural promiscuity.

These simplistic songs are wellsprings of the honest, staunch acceptance that a battler’s work is never done. And that is why Bird Nerds rules hard.