WRITER + Mystic Braves + Corners + QunQ

People say there's something about brother music, an ingredient that makes the harmonies soar higher and the beats slam harder. It's not really something you can pin down or describe in words—it's something you have to hear. Whether it comes from siblings growing up sharing a room, or from a listener hoping for something different, Writer has it. The Brooklyn based duo Andy and James Ralph, bashes, crashes, strums and shouts its way through songs that are scummy cement floor odes to real life, sung through aquarium glass to the prettiest girls they'll never meet.

The band wasn't always just the brothers. The sonic limitations of being a duo didn't fit with their heavy vision, so James and Andy enlisted first one, then two, fellow musicians before realizing that they could make all the noise they needed on their own. This is perhaps most evident in their ultra frenetic live show, with James slamming away at a floor tom with a tambourine while pounding at the kick and playing a synthesizer—a true one man rhythm section—and Andy wailing into the mic and strumming his guitar or putting in time on keyboards. The brothers say they struggle with having only their own two hands to play with, particularly because they "try to record everything as close to live as possible," according to Andy, on a 4-track recorder in their house.

"A comfortable place between garage-rock and lo-fi surf-pop… these guys have definitely found a sound that works." - Filter Magazine

"...a Neil Young old vocal melody captured on a four track with sentimental scruff, some kinda dirty flanger, and SoCal fried noise aesthetics." - Impose Magazine

"A loud, scruffy bear hug of music, propelled by a refreshingly airy and organic drum boom paired with a liberally employed borderline haphazard tambourine shimmer." - Vice / Noisey

It’s no wonder why The Zombies asked Mystic Braves to open their L.A. show last year. While the hometown favorites were barely even a blip on their respective parents’ radars when Odessey and Oracle was released, the psych-steeped five-piece sounds like they stepped straight out of the ’60s. And not in an obvious, someone’s-been-studying-their Nuggets-comps-until-the-grooves-give-out sort of way, either. We’re talking a richer, fuller plot of references (garage-borne greats like The Electric Prunes, The Chocolate Watchband and The Music Machine) that filter the band’s hook-centric purple haze through robust organ rolls, runaway guitar riffs, heat-stroked horns and a rhythm section that can only be described as “restless”.

Especially on Desert Island, a scrappy extension of the self-titled debut Mystic Braves dropped in 2013. From the ravenous opening remarks of “Bright Blue Day Haze”—the first song frontman Julian Ducatenzeiler wrote for the outfit, making it their mission statement in more ways than one—right on through the wild-eyed melodies of “Earthshake,” the filler-free effort is more aggressive than their last album yet about as immediately accessible as vapor-trailed rock music gets these days. It’s sunshine in a bottle, really, which can only be expected from a group with such deep California roots.

“The west coast has it all really—beaches, mountains, deserts, cities, suburbs,” explains Ducatenzeiler, who’s rounded out by drummer Cameron Gartung, guitarist Shane Stotsenberg, bassist Tony Malacara and organist/tambourinist Ignacio Gonzalez. “Our sound is merely a byproduct of the environments we grew up in and the experiences we had. We’re not trying to deliberately channel ’60s music, either; we simply write sensible pop songs from the heart with psychedelic textures and tones. It just comes natural to us.”

– Filter Magazine

Since last time they played PTP, CORNERS have re-defined their sound with add a new wave of synth and re-emerged as one of LA's best new bands of the year. IF the Velvets had ever learned to surf, they probably would have ended up sounding like CORNERS. You dig?

Heywood: guitar, vocals. Foye: bass. Hardy: drums

Who’s Going


Upcoming Events
The Echo