The Eagles of Death Metal fulfill the checklist of rock-star awesomeness like few other bands: 1) each member has a bad-ass nickname; 2) they rock an open-D tuning; 3) they’re homies with Dave Grohl and Jack Black; and 4) they trade in bourbon-soaked, denim-clad filthy rock’n’roll. The two messiahs of Rock and Roll Josh Baby Duck Homme (QOTSA) and Jesse Boots Electric Hughes produced their mind-blowing debut, Peace, Love, Death Metal in 2004. With its pastel cover and baby-pink vinyl it was saturated with some serious blues riffs, foot-stomping drums, and everything in between.

In 2006 Eagles Of Death Metal sentenced us to Death By Sexy. An ass-shakin boots-quakin’ album chock full of rock’n’roll voodoo goodness, sending up and celebrating the high-Seventies hybrid of garage, glam and scuzz rock…

With their third album, Heart On, the duo are as danceable as ever and have descended further into the well of innuendo. They’ve tiptoed away from straight musical pastiche, crudding up their blues boogie with sleazy tales of tight pants, loose women and masturbation. They’re – œas close as anyone has come to the Rolling Stones’ sexual stomp in their prime – The Guardian

With Australia in their sights Eagles Of Death Metal are set to bring their unyielding piss-up of tattooed garage riffs, petrol drenched blues and their penchant for debauchery in April.