FYF, Permanent Records + CFAER Present:
Electric Flower Group, Endless Bummer
2225 Colorado Blvd
Los Angeles, CA, 90041
This event is all ages
Members: Ty Segall, Shayde Sartin, Emily Rose
"Segall makes quite an impression in half an hour's time... as it stands, Melted (his latest) could charm the sweat out of anybody." - Pitchfork
"On the whole, (Melted) is the best album yet from Ty Segall, as joy-ride thrilling as the debut, as clearly delivered as Lemons, but with stronger, more varied writing." - Dusted
Electric Flower Group
Electric Flower Group had a most unlikely of beginnings. The first time they met, Josh Garza and Imaad Wasif were strangers in an elevator in London. Garza was carrying his kick drum and Wasif had his guitar in hand. They were at the BBC Studios to film performances on "Top of the Pops," Garza with his band Secret Machines and Wasif, an established solo artist, was appearing as a guest musician with Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
Another three years passed before the two men randomly collided again, this time on a street corner in Los Angeles. They decided to head to Wasif's rehearsal space. In a blast of inspiration from the cosmic weirdness of it all, they wrote "Circles," the epic track off of their debut EP. With the pounding of blood, the rumbling of thunder, and the indelicate sensations delicately rendered; its finesse lies in the grafting on such libidinous roots of the more visceral stems of Electric Flower Group.
If the world ever catches up to them, we can then be sure that times really have changed, that the end is nigh, that the circle is unbroken. Electric Flower Group are on a journey through a modern kaleidoscope of rock 'n' roll, transcending mainstream influence and incorporating strong minimalist elements into their modern psychedelic music. Electric Flower Group wakes the ghosts of rock's most daring days, while never following them.
Formed by Permanent Records founders, Liz Tooley and Lance Barresi and their long-time pal and sometimes Spits member Greg Toumassian, Endless Bummer mine the budget rock end of the modern garage rock spectrum, coming up with a jammer that sounds like it's straight out of the Mummies' catalog. A quick fix of agitated caveman stomp that'll infect you with the dancing bug while you find yourself uncontrollably grabbing the person next to you at the show.