It's appropriate that one of our final concert releases of a very busy 2010 would be this scorching summer set from Surfer Blood
. The fresh faced Floridian outfit are putting the finishing touches on a rather restless year themselves; one that started with the release of their stellar debut Astro Coast
back in January, and fawned heaps of praise wherever in the world they happened to find a stage. They would find plenty.
This particular show was captured on a sticky summer night this past June at the Daniel Street club in Milford Connecticut. Though filming in an unfamiliar setting yielded a somewhat tricky production, what follows is a honest, on-stage (and, towards the end...off) account of one of 2010's most exciting bands. Here Surfer Blood take to tangy, sun kissed fret work and stomp the pedal box moments of grit...the band's raw guitar crunch seeping into a heavy sway of multiple, percussive elements. At the helm of the group, John Paul (JP) Pitts flaunts flailing, haphazard kind of vocals, high on reverb and coloring outside the melodious lines like some newbie version of Stephen Malkmus. Not surprisingly, it's a sound that reminisces more of early 90s buzz bin bands than the contemporary indie fixation with weird electronic acrobatics; a refreshing, throwback spin that has felt very of the moment all year long. - David Pitz
When you think of Palm Beach, Florida, what comes to mind? Palm trees swaying gently in the balmy breeze? Scantily-clad bikini buxom babes rollerblading down an infinite slab of coral-colored concrete? How about anthemic, bombastic, life-affirming indie pop? If the latter didn't occur to you, let us introduce you to Surfer Blood: they call West Palm Beach home and, while still in their early 20s, have penned an album worth of catchy indie songs that even the most hook-laden power pop band would rightfully be jealous of.
Comprised of members JP (dubbed The Mastermind by the rest of the band), TJ, Thomas Brian and Marcos, Surfer Blood met one fateful night at an after party for Miami's Ultra Festival, though they didn't attend the festival itself (We do not like the D'n'B, they proclaim). After discussing music, what else, for the remainder of the night, JP decided to recruit the three other guys to perfect a couple of songs he had been working on for some time, and thus, the band was formed.
If you're wondering about the name, the band ain't got no surfer blood in them, and actually denounce the surfer kids of their youth for making their high school experience miserable. As for the moniker itself, one of the band members just randomly yelled it out over the radio in the backseat of the band's car, which is as good a naming process as any.
In January 2010, Surfer Blood will release Astro Coast, their debut album, on Kanine Records. Their first single release, Swim (To Reach the End), with its deliciously deafening swaths of reverb and feedback, comes across like early Orange Juice covering every song on Weezer's Blue Album at once. When the whole nation is revving up the nostalgia for the blissed-out indie vibes of the early-to-mid-'90s, expect Astro Coast to snag some serious fans as soon as it's released.