Body Type pen letters of love and friendship on new album Expired Candy

Photo by Toni Wilkinson
June 2 2023


“Everything Is Dangerous But Nothing's Surprising LP”

AIR Award Best Independent Punk Album (Nomination)

“Everything Is Dangerous But Nothing's Surprising LP”

Australian Music Prize (Nomination)

“Everything Is Dangerous But Nothing's Surprising LP”

FBi Radio Album Of The Week

“Everything Is Dangerous But Nothing's Surprising LP”

2SER Radio Feature Album

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RTR FM Feature Album

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Edge Radio Feature Album

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SYN FM Local Feature Album

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3RRR Feature Album

“Nothing thrilled me aurally as much this year as the long-awaited debut album from this Sydney post-punk quartet”

Giselle Au-Nhien Nguyen, The Guardian (The 21 Best Australian Albums of 2022)

“There's nothing common about this album: It’s a self-possessed statement of intent and one of the best Australian debut albums in recent memory”

Doug Wallen, NME Magazine (★★★★★)

“Referencing Eve Babitz and David Cronenberg but taking musical cues from freak DIY punk bands like Nots and the Reatards, the debut album from Sydney four-piece Body Type is punchy and invigorating, a blast of energy that takes early-pandemic malaise and turns it into something witty and thrilling”

Shaad D’Souza, The FADER

“Powered by three songwriting personalities and drawing from DIY punk traditions, Body Type called it how they saw it on articulate, cutting belters”

Double J

“One of the most consistently impressive, powerful, and exciting bands on the Australian scene”

Rolling Stone Australia

“Body Type at their most cheeky, assertive, and forward-looking”

DIY (★★★★)

“Whip-smart twisting of the post punk garage band template”

The Line of Best Fit (8/10)

“One of my favourite Australian bands”

Zan Rowe, Double J

“Pretty tongue in cheek and clever”

Anthony Fantano, theneedledrop

“Chock-full of angsty lyrics and post-punk riffs”

Frankie Magazine

“High-impact, tongue-in-cheek and with that punk spirit”

RUSSH Magazine

“All-female outfit spark a new era with indie-rock-punk euphoria”


Holding On
Summer Forever
Tread Overhead
Sha La La
Creation Of Man
Miss The World
Beat You Up
Albion Park
Expired Candy
Dream Girls
Shake Yer Memory

Expired Candy LP is out now, buy/stream it here.

Body Type’s second album Expired Candy has arrived, joined today by new music video for the title track. Tickets are on sale now for their upcoming national tour this August. LISTEN HERE + WATCH HERE + BUY TICKETS HERE.

Expired Candy is an album of conviction, exploration and fun that asserts Body Type as the force they are. If their debut album Everything Is Dangerous But Nothing’s Surprising was an exuberant and furious declaration of dominion, then their swift follow-up is all about revelling in the space they’ve carved out and the community they’ve forged since their breakout. Without a care for the bs, away from the grrls that had it up to here, Expired Candy is uninhibited. It’s sweet, acidic, tough and undeniable all at once; unafraid of colouring outside the lines.

In their words, “Expired Candy is filled with hope, love, and danger, dancing with delicious uncertainty. In pursuit of joy we dreamed up songs about mothers, sisters, dogs, nans; family tantrums, forward motion, falling in love, platonic or romantic, with someone or self. Heart breaks, tooth will shatter, but she’ll be there when it really matters. Flirty, feral and defiant, just how we like it. From our wild heart to yours, Body Type.”

The title track, highlighted today through Body Type’s latest music video, takes ‘Weapon Of Choice’ out of the lobby and into the carpark, channelling a Flashdance fused ode to the band’s own bildungsroman. Georgia Wilkinson-Derums reveals the song is “an affirmation to the ones you love and the person you used to be, the person you are, and the person you are yet to become.” Directed and produced by Jasmin Tarasin, who explains “Body Type for me are exactly the remedy for where we are at in the world. These power women give it with such force, intellect and beauty. I wanted to create the feeling that you get listening to Body Type as you watch this clip.”

Including singles in ‘Weekend’ and the Double J playlisted ‘Holding On’ and ‘Miss The World’, each met with praise across The Line Of Best Fit, Dork, Our Culture, BrooklynVegan, NME, Australian Guitar Magazine, The Guardian, Frankie, Mixdown Magazine and a charge of community radio support from FBi, 2SER, Edge, RTR FM and more; Body Type’s new euphoric, lawless rock record is characterised by unfaltering intensity. An album about not being so certain that confinement and desolation lead to a dead end. Instead, stagnation may serve as the perfect breeding ground for joyous bewilderment and an inflamed imagination. Like the stale confection of its title, Expired Candy is a blistering listen because of the way it transmutes gloom into resistance.

Just as they step and traipse through desire with a 360 view of crushes, over and under covers, vulnerability (‘Beat You Up’) and delirium, Body Type don’t cease to risk-take and expand their varied touchpoints. Oceanic yearning mixes with sly humour in a scuzzy Libertines racket (‘Anti-Romancer’); modulated Strokes-like guitars spit and swell (‘Shake Yer Memory’) slicing through multi-harmonies as John, Paul and George once did (‘Tread Overhead’) pieced with observations of their own mothers, sisters and grandmothers in a rich Australian gothic sensibility.

Comfortably summoning the spirit of Florence Shaw (‘Summer Forever’), Karen O (‘Albion Park’), Kathleen Hanna (‘Miss The World’) they never forget their roots; just as comfortably footnoting Magic Dirt’s Adalita (‘Sha La La’), Spiderbait’s Janet English (‘Weekend’) and The Clouds’ Jodi Phillis (‘Holding On’) through to the scene around them – Cable Ties, The Stroppies, Camp Cope. The genus of songs written back and forth via strict state borders, on Expired Candy Body Type create a wildfire mix of indie sleaze (without the, well, sleaze), cobblestone flecked garage and classic DIY rock.

Narratively ruminating on relationships from the amorous to those Sophie, Georgia, Annabel and Cecilhave cultivated with each other (‘Dream Girls’) and those around them, rebelling together like Thelma and Louise. Even so far as to pick apart longstanding depictions of women historically (‘Creation Of Man’) with new tricks  – no doubt captured in their rigorous touring schedule, including pipedream performances supporting The Pixies amongst album recordings, Fontaines D.C., Wolf Alice and more. Voyeurs to their own passing of time, Expired Candy captures moments of elation with bizarre imagery wrung from the monotony of every day. Their biggest takeaway? Body Type have only just begun and are in it forever.

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