Shirts muffle toms, while amps double as uncomfortable chairs. We hunch over our instruments to avoid the stacks of papers that rise to the ceilings of our dorms.  During the day, we study.  At night, we hunt for chances to play our music. As four college students strewn across the southern California landscape, we escape hectic schedules and revel in our music. First introduced to live music in our own backyard, The Coachella Music Festival spurred us forward and revealed to us the energy and vitality that lay beyond the insular environment of the desert cities. We carry these same ideals with us today as we create our music in dorm rooms and century old basements, braving the discomfort and cramped conditions to put the excitement and energy of live music into each note.  It’s this feeling of enthusiasm that pervades our playing, apparent both in our recordings and especially on-stage.

Our music has been described as having the punch of early Kings of Leon with a stomach kick from Modest Mouse, but with the vitality of the most recent Cold War Kids record.  Personally, we prefer to align our music with the sonic sincerity made by an eagle as it soars into the sunset, while still maintaining that explosive energy cheetahs produce launching after a gazelle on the African savanna. To foodies, we describe ourselves as a blackened wild salmon filet, served over a bed of al dente garden vegetables, and covered in a cayenne bourbon demi-glace. We soothe, we excite, and we fulfill.


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