The Last Gambados play the sort of music that makes you want dance around like a maniac, knees and arms flailing everywhere. Imagine The Coral had grown up in Kingston, (Jamaica, not upon-Thames) and they had a penchant for trumpets and sunshine. This track in particular, makes you want to don a pair of bermuda shorts and wear a daft straw hat while you drink rum from a pineapple. Make sure you catch these chaps live...
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