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...
