Sydney’s DMA’S aren’t like most bands. Despite having only just signed to Infectious Music (Alt-J, Drenge, Superfood, These New Puritans) in the UK, they have already honed their sound in an unmistakeable way and carved out a niche in an otherwise typically saturated guitar music scene.

Their debut mini-album tells you everything you need to know about DMA'S agenda. Positively overflowing with huge choruses and hooks galore, it's a melting pot of ideas that sets the band’s stall out perfectly: a touch of US alt rock-in-spired skuzziness here (‘Your Low’), a bit of The La's stripped-down dexterity there ('Delete') and lashings of anthemic, memorable moments make it a compelling, engrossing listen.
With early support from Radio 1, NME and The Guardian and in a league of their own on stage, word of mouth frenzy has led to them selling out shows across every side of the pond and it’s not hard to see, or hear, why.

Sydney’s DMA’S aren’t like most bands. Despite having only just signed to Infectious Music (Alt-J, Drenge, Superfood, These New Puritans) in the UK, they have already honed their sound in an unmistakeable way and carved out a niche in an otherwise typically saturated guitar music scene.

Their debut mini-album tells you everything you need to know about DMA'S agenda. Positively overflowing with huge choruses and hooks galore, it's a melting pot of ideas that sets the band’s stall out perfectly: a touch of US alt rock-in-spired skuzziness here (‘Your Low’), a bit of The La's stripped-down dexterity there ('Delete') and lashings of anthemic, memorable moments make it a compelling, engrossing listen.
With early support from Radio 1, NME and The Guardian and in a league of their own on stage, word of mouth frenzy has led to them selling out shows across every side of the pond and it’s not hard to see, or hear, why.