Banquet Darling is basically what happens when a globe-trotting circus acrobat decides pop music needs more danger, more glitter, and a little โsummon-the-dancefloor-demonsโ energy. Todd Kilbyโs Newcastle/Muloobinba project has always thrived on eclectic curveballs (their 2021 debut Dreamlove Obscura built a cult following for a reason), and โDynamite Daddyโ (out since Feb 12, 2026) feels like the next logical step: dance-punk with pop sheen, rock muscle, and enough irreverence to make a puritan clutch their pearls.
The track kicks in with gritty guitars driving like theyโve got somewhere to be, while thumping drums plant a four-to-the-floor pulse thatโs equal parts club stomp and basement gig sweat. Kilbyโs voice is a raspy, reckless thing; he sings like heโs throwing lines with eccentric abandon, half preacher, half ringmaster. The vibe is grand and goofy in the best way, with glitz and glamour, but with grimoires and debauchery tucked under the sequins.
What makes โDynamite Daddyโ especially sticky is how it plays with tension. The bridge opens with an almost enchanting hushโlike the lights dim and the room tiltsโthen a hypnotic drum beat locks in and keeps you pinned. Backing vocals start to creep in, vocalising like a chant, stacking atmosphere brick by brick until the whole thing finally detonates. When the beat returns in full, itโs bustling and rolling, and Kilby jumps up into falsetto tones that cut through the mix like a flare. That switch-up is pure showmanship, because one second youโre in a shadowy rave, the next youโre in a neon circus tent, and somehow it all makes sense.
Production-wise, itโs clean enough to hit in a club but rough enough to keep its teeth. Thereโs punch in the low end, crunch in the guitars, and that satisfying sense of movement.
If โDynamite Daddyโ is a taste of where Banquet Darling is headed, be prepared for pop experience, turned inside outโlouder, weirder, and more fun.
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Review by: Naomi Joan