For those summering in St. Louis, the hippie holy land of California is delivered through the music of its natives. Our ears transform sounds into visuals we would like to get lost inside.
The plucky guitar of "Sink or Swim" sticks to our ears like sand on water-flecked skin. Carlee Hendrix's vocals melt over Ignacio Caniza's percussion like the saccharine drip of an ice cream cone on pavement. When Hendrix's vocals eventually dissolve into You Me & Us' compositions at teasing two minute intervals, it is a swipe of sugar along the cement, a memory of the deliciousness that was present. Thankfully, there are more songs to hear, and always more ice cream cones to order.
On "Warm & Dry" a tambourine shakes and swats the air like lazy back-handed bats making quick work of cantankerous midnight mosquitoes; the instrument is a laconic gesture toward the weightlessness of surf pop's preferred past participle: chilled.
"Off Pudding" channels the beat of a churning coastal paradise and the instruments hiss like sunburned sea foam. To travel is expensive, we should be thankful for music that sounds like its home: it can teleport us elsewhere.
All photos by Bryan Sutter