There’s a moment—if you know, you know.
You stand in front of a cranked amp, you hit one note, one impossibly heavy chord—and the air splits like a crowbar to the ribs. Your hair flies back like you’re in a wind tunnel built by Satan himself. That, my friends, is the moment we chase. That’s the juice. And Deadweight 80? They bottle that moment and throw it into the crowd like a bloody Molotov.
This wasn’t just an interview. It was a sit-down with three of my closest mates—Josh, Julian, and Rhys—the riff-slinging twin storm and the madman on the mic. We laughed, we ranted, we reminisced about festival trenches and meltdowns at airport check-ins while watching some underpaid baggage handler punt a $4000 amp case like it was a sandbag. And we talked about Thin Slizzy’s pizza, because of course we did. It’s the best slice in Melbourne and I will fight about that.
But beyond the hang, beyond the personal history, is this undeniable truth: Deadweight 80 is the band coming out of Melbourne right now. Not a band. THE band. They’re the kind of act that doesn’t just drop songs—they throw down gauntlets. Tracks like “Familiar Violence” don’t ask for your attention, they hijack it. They scream truth into the static. It’s heavy. It’s heartfelt. It’s everything hardcore should be in 2025.
The twin guitar assault of the Wrens is surgical and savage, and Josh’s vocal delivery feels like he gargled glass and sorrow before walking into the booth. This is chaos with intention. Noise with soul. A three-piece sonic sledgehammer slamming through the noise-polluted void of modern life.
Melbourne’s hardcore scene has always been a crucible—bands form, break, grind. But Deadweight 80 is rising. Festival slots, killer singles, tighter than your anxiety-ridden jaw before a breakdown. They’re not just making noise—they’re carving their name into the damn wall.
So don’t just read about it.
Go watch the full interview on my YouTube channel, KillerTube—subscribe, throw a like, and join the ride. You’ll laugh, you’ll nod, and if you’re lucky, you’ll feel the wind from those riffs even through your screen.
Deadweight 80 is on the warpath. And if you blink, you’re gonna miss the next big thing blasting past you like a freight train tuned to drop A.
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Typed with bloody knuckles and a smirk.
This is gospel
I bite crowd surfers
killer.
