Not much happens in Balaclava, a pleasant-enough suburb of Melbourne, Australia. But every generation or so, the region births a punk band that shakes the firmament. In the mid '70s, it was Nick Cave and the Birthday Party. In 2016, it was Amy Taylor's turn.
Back then, a gang of friends lived together in a modest apartment, opposite a police station and down the street from a nightclub that never closed. At any given time, you could have found Taylor, the group's then 20-year-old fateful leader, "fucking around" with friends, going out and hitting the beach in nearby St. Kilda. They all liked punk music and, less enthralled by legends and more by the scene that surrounded them, figured: "Why don't we make it ourselves?" So in one single sitting, Taylor — alongside her then flatmates Bryce Wilson, Declan Mehrtens and Calum Newton — recorded Giddy Up, a thrashing EP, and posted it on SoundCloud under their decided stage name. That day, they became Amyl and the Sniffers.
Head to the link in bio to read how the
@amylandthesniffers front woman is making rock 'n' roll dangerous (and fun) again, with words by
@douglasgrnwd .
Photographer:
@spencernotspencer
Creative Director:
@smileystevens
Design & Visuals Director:
@malloryroynon
Senior Editors:
@jessewill &
@magdajtaylor
Hair:
@neciashairstyling
Makeup:
@laurenwebstr
Stylist:
@harrietcrawf_ord 
