Part Latin swagger, part folk psychedelia, part urban minimalist electro: Mustard are far more than the sum of their parts.
From Spain via Brighton, they sound like nothing else you’ve ever heard.
A mash of cultures, both musical and lyrical, tied together with a superheated spark of genius all of their very own,
they lay down atmospheric soundscapes threaded through with a lazy, citysavvy
funk sensibility. Their songs are snapshots of a strange and beautiful world you half remember
from a really good acid trip. To try and define Mustard in one paragraph is as much use as trying to make your room smell like a rainforest.
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