Honest, Reflective, Distinguished, Primal as All Hell
From the sunroom of a decrepit country house in the swamplands of the southwest, this band of brothers have risen together to mix a potent cocktail of earthy rock’n’roll with a tenderness bittersweet. An imposing live act, The Wilds are the sound of all our yesterday’s collapsing into now: honest but not earnest, reflective but not indulgent, distinguished but primal as all hell.