Continuing along the vibe of the surreal and desert-meets-surf, London’s Dead Coast draws from jazz, surf, and blues influences with a psychedelic flourish. After coming together in 2013, Dead Coast soon became involved in the underground London psych scene but somehow end up on surf playlists globally.
Dead Coast draws heavily from surf themes but is far from confined to its sound. For instance, their 2020 single “No Friends” sounds like rocket surfing into a space garage playing Belle and Sebastian.
On their trippier tunes, the guitar is alternately languid and addled but Dead Coast also produces delightfully British-sounding traditional…
Listening to Plastic Cactus, you can imagine roving through the desert under a gloomy eclipse. They are the sound of cactuses on a wobbly slope against the star-studded night sky. They are land-locked surf.
Portland’s up-and-coming foursome uses the full, lush potential of surf instrumentation and vocals on dry turf. Along with Michaela Gradstein on vocals and guitar, Plastic Cactus includes Bill Wilson on bass, Brooke Metropulos on lead and backing vocals, and Tyler Brown on drums.
One true joy in digging into the catalogue of current surf sounds is the diversity within each of the bands’ repertoire. Tough Age are no exception.
From one song to the next, their sound is a collage of surf classics with grungy melodies and punk toughness. At the same time, they win the award for the catchiest song: “The Heart of Juliet Jones”.
Is there something disingenuous about all these California surf garage bands? Is nostalgia overplayed?
California has been enjoying a huge revival of surf-influenced garage for the last decade and is likely getting tired of being typecast since the dawn of the Beach Boys. Critics — and disenchanted musicians especially within the So-Cal scene — are pouncing on the homogenizing effect of the hype. And hype can be a buzzkill, indeed. However, it feels strange to criticize a revival in the very area the sound was born.
Perhaps it is as simple as the current acts are metaphorical children of the…
This one will be about a different kind of bird.
Sadly, I had stated falling in love with The Growlers, The Frights and Surf Curse when I discovered they are subject to multiple sexual misconduct allegations made last year involving a toxic patriarchal work culture at Burger Records. These are only three of several more bands that routinely used and abused underage girls. Surf Curse was with Danger Collective, but subject to allegations, playing the same circuits, and were promptly dumped. Burger Records folded shortly after and the reverberation is still unfolding.
You’ve wrought discharged grief in a soot-soaked landscape, a writhing relief of sinewed limbs gone limp.
You’ve pried the seam to summon a dark already on the lips, breathing us dimensionless into its gate,
but it doesn't prove your severity’s righteousness over your tightened belt —
your overthinking hands that nightmare horror shapes
and soak down winged words in bodies
within arms’ reach, snaked in mud,
they have taken you too. Homogenized bones.
Bones with no souls — no souls holding on at the ribcage for its throb back to hope.
You’ve brought damnation from the dual doors of your…
LA female-led bands like Best Coast and La Luz put the dreamy quality back in surf melodies with smouldering layers of noise, surf guitar and vocal harmonies.
When I started listening to Best Coast a decade ago, I didn't connect their sound to larger sonic surf tides in indie and shoe-gaze but they were on my playlist among the ranks of The Cults, No Joy and Beach House of dream pop milieu. …
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