777 Valencia Street
San Francisco, CA, 94110
Doors 8:30 PM / Show 9:30 PM
This event is all ages
La Sera's Sees The Light follows 2011's masterful self-titled debut with ten new tracks of peppy break-up pop brimming with defiance and bitter sweetness. On album opener "Love That's Gone," the vocals and drumbeat linger for seconds, swaying in the wind while the guitar cuts through, charming you, pulling you by your shirt and telling you that it is time to move on. This is a break-up album for the best kinds of break-ups. There's a lightness of touch, too, that surround the harmonies throughout and makes one yearn for the days of Donna Lynn, Julie Ruin and The Shirelles. But before you can settle into your seat, La Sera delivers a one-two punch – a rip of rolling snare and sending you speeding off in a fast car. Seize the light.
La Sera's lyrics are smart but not heavy; phantasmal, like Daniel Johnston attending church every week of his teenage life, but with a bigger sophistication and a shiny, polished fidelity. Lead single "Please Be My Third Eye" buzzes with an intensity and beauty rarely heard outside the first three Vivian Girls albums. (Not so surprising: La Sera IS Katy Goodman IS one-third of Vivian Girls.) "I Can't Keep You In My Mind" is Shop Assistants great – just a genius straightforward refrain and sympathetic guitars to play it through.
Where the first La Sera album was super-dreamy in its layered vocals, Sees The Light is more direct, more aggressive; almost a soundtrack to a lost drive-in movie classic. This is not an album for half-hearted partakers in the heartache scene: just an all-consuming love for punk as pop and pop as punk. Songs such as "Don't Stay" soar away into the stratosphere, solemn and possessed of singular beauty. "Real Boy" is playfully driven in comparison: like being whisked away to a tropical island, while "Drive On" is tear-laden and full of hidden menace like a David Lynch film.
Sees The Light was recorded by Rob Barbato (Darker My Love, the Fall) in beautiful and hazy California.
The She’s (Empty Cellar Records) are here to contribute to the soundtrack of your summer daydreams with sun-dazed beach-pop harmonies, catchy hooks and captivating emotional honesty.
It is the mid-1990s in San Francisco California. Four baby girls are crying in their cribs shaking their little baby fists at the heavens lamenting the fact that fate has not yet united them. So begins this tale. Fast forward. It is 2007 and these same four girls are playing Ramones covers in Hannah’s basement with studded belts around their waists and braces on their teeth, algebra homework strewn across the floor. Jump ahead. It’s November 2011. “The She’s” have just released their first full length record Then It Starts to Feel Like Summer. It’s an album that captures their youthful spirits and deep-seeded friendship with tight three part harmonies, sparkling, sunny instrumentals and smart, catchy songwriting. The she’s sing songs that reflect their environment, their heartache, their relationships and aspirations. It’s infectious. The Grinch smiles when he hears it. People start to notice the noise these four best friends are making. The She’s gain momentum in the local music scene and support bands like Girls, Surfer Blood, Fresh and Onlys, Thao and the Get Down Stay Down, Tomorrow's Tulips, Best Coast and Yuck. They keep writing songs. Fast forward to present day. The She’s are making their most mature, honest and enchanting music to date.
“…the girl-group sounds of the 50s and 60s with modern day garage pop; the end result is undeniably infectious and sunny” –Bay Bridged