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“Old souls who get a kick out of revisiting ’60s surf rock, updating it with their own refreshing spin ... their songs feel polished as heck—they’re tight and bite swiftly like the music of their California brethren Thee Oh Sees and Fidlar." - Consequence of Sound

"Created in the grand Californian tradition of garage pop … lovelorn lyrics and airtight hooks that manages to remain rough around the edges. It’s got echoes of Surfer Blood, Beach Fossils, Ty Segall and Mikal Cronin, masters of sweet and sour all. Listen … as you dream of sunshine and ice cream cones.” - Death and Taxes

“Jet Trash’s surfy licks gleam like sunspots off the Pacific Coast highway, separating them from the dominant Castle Face crowd and towards ‘ brighter take on the trash.” - CMJ

"Dive pub punky pop with powerful lead guitars that bring some beach getaway affections that remain dreaming forever of west coast, Ocean Beach escapism." - Impose

“Perfect for jamming while heading to the beach.” - The Deli Magazine NYC

“A blend of Best Coast with surf-rock acts like Beach Fossils and Surfer Blood … encapsulates these hot, breezy summer days quite perfectly." - I Heart Moosiq

"There’s about a million garage bands running around San Francisco these days. Luckily Jet Trash showed promise and rose to the top of the mountain. There’s something about all members of the band singing retro melodies at the top of their lungs that is just too much fun to ignore.” - The Bay Bridged

"San Francisco’s Jet Trash have arrived with a gleefully relentless rush of a song that should kick off every single one of your summer road trip mixes. With “Baby C’mon,” Jet Trash pays homage to their garage rock forebears (and contemporaries), but they imbue the track with enough of their own style and swagger to guarantee your undying devotion.” - KCRW