BIG WETT isn't just another hot rising star for tastemakers to salivate over. The mysterious Melbourne electro-punk has generated heat with her humorously hedonistic songs about sex, money, drugs, partying and freaky escapades as well as high-energy shows, courting international media. Now BIG WETT is dropping a lascivious debut EP, PU$$Y. But don't expect autobiographical disclosures – BIG WETT doesn't do anything predictable. "The whole point of the project is to shock and offend but also intrigue people," she flexes.

Interviewing a pop prodigy can be like improvisational theatre, the journalist playing a game of cat and mouse. Yet BIG WETT has her own rules. After all, she masterminded those "erotic bangers" EAT MY ASS, NUMBER 1 PUSSY and BAGS (Bitches Ain't Got Shit).

Traditionally many electronic acts have cultivated mystique by concealing their identities and assuming personas, even circulating alternative narratives – the music the focus. But, potential marketing novelty aside, anonymity can be necessarily about avoiding exposure or maintaining boundaries. Indeed, as a female creative who extols sex positivity, her motto "I make songs for sluts," BIG WETT considers privacy paramount.

On Zoom, BIG WETT is playful but assured and direct, greeting with a booming "Hello!" and proclaiming the spring day in her hometown "fucking freezing." The usually secretive blonde, referring to herself as "Wetty", has dispensed with her signature shades and Barbie-pink costumes. "I was gonna wear sunglasses for this interview, but I thought, No, that's rude." Later, she reveals a tattoo of a Rottweiler paw-print.