241 South 500 East
Salt Lake City, UT, 84102
Watch & Listen
Some bands meet from lame shit like gumtree advertisements, while others are formed with a touch of the divine. One Summers night some years ago, on a drunken street in Newtown. Dylan Frost was wrapping up a fruitless nights busking. Paddy walked past, when a by-standing bouncer commanded he, "give the bloke some coin, brew!?"
Instead, Paddy and Dyz struck up a chat. Bonding over mutual hobbies like music and weed (the basis of every substantial friendship). Soon, associate degenerates Hollywood, Crabz and Beaker banded together, and STIFI was erected.
Dylan Frost – Vocals & Guitar
Paddy Fingers – Bass & Vocals
Seamus (Hollywood) – Lead Guitar
Freddy Crabs - Keys
Beaker Best – Drums/Percussion
Finger On The Record
Debut album, Caress Your Soul, dropped in March 2013, with multiple charting singles and 2 songs placing on Triple J's Hottest 100. The album went into the top 20 in Australia and stayed in the top 50 for 3 weeks. Three singles went onto high rotation on national Australian radio. 'Caress Your Soul' peaked at #17 on the ARIA single charts.
The album tour was no doubt selling like hot cakes. STIFI sold out every venue that 'Straya could throw at them, then they boarded a plane to give Europe the Finger. Europe Tour in May of 2013
saw the boys playing in a total of 32 dates (in 40 days) in Holland, UK and France. This included live radio performances with 3FM in Holland and RTL2 in Paris. A year later… 2 SOLD OUT Australian Tours and 2 European Tours have came and went and Sticky Fingers drops their second album 'Land of Pleasure' with a bang. The album debuted at #3 on the iTunes Charts in it's first week of release and was Triple J's Album of the Week. 3 songs
from 'Land of Pleasure' made it into Triple J's Hottest 100 this year, with 'Gold Snafu' placing at #20. With a plethora of international shows already on the calendar for 2015, the boys are ready to give the Finger to the rest of the world.
The Sticky Finger Taste
STIFI is a melting pot of reggae, psych, pop and bourbon. Hypnotising you into a swaying trance, then punching you in the face for dancing like a hippy. Their borderline contradictory fusion of flavours speaks to every walk of life, and it's this multiplicity which makes the world their oyster. For the comparison minded: If the Clash, Pink Floyd and Arctic Monkeys are three beads of sweat that meet rolling down your back, Sticky Fingers are there licking it up.