Next to an overpass of the 101 Freeway in San Francisco is a music venue called the Brick & Mortar Music Hall. It is the evening of Easter Sunday, the day of Jesus’ resurrection, yet in this darkly lit hall all that is being resurrected is the music of days past and premonitions into the future – the spirits of 60s rock, 70s psych, and 90s grunge-punk coming together, creating an evening filled with drowsy guitar rifts, echoing distortion, and seas of sonic possibility.
The first group to approach the intimate, cozy stage is a local SF band called Mystery Flavors. Considering themselves, “jangly pop trippers” they provide exactly what their name evokes – multiple flavors of old school 60s rock (especially The Monkees), hints of psych, and a few sprinkles of surf rock that all come together to create something that is unique and enjoyable. As their self-prescribed bio comments: The four piece imbues timeless song craft with meandering jams of stoned shoegaze, fuzz, and shimmering 12-string jangle. Songwriting and vocal contributions by all four members lend the group a versatility that does justice to their diverse range of influences, taking the listener on a trip through a musical rabbit hole. Though their set was only around thirty minutes long, and despite broken strings and continuous adjustments, I happily fell down their shimmying time-warp rabbit hole.
Following Mystery Flavors was Weaves. Hailing from Toronto, Canada, this band is a definite force to be reckoned with. Acknowledged by Rolling Stone in 2014 as a “Band to Watch”, Weaves takes the age old genre of guitar driven rock and tries to reimagine worn out tropes, licks, and lyrics by “pumping them full of insanity” and bending expectations. Led by vocalist Jasym Burke, who takes cues from punk, jazz, and pop, the band’s music is mesmerizing. As Burke shouts into the microphone in her dirty jazz-pop alto, her three other band-mates maniacally produce music that should not go together but magically does in some sort of crazed sonic explosion. Every song was like a bullet to my brain, Burke a giant walking over me. As their set ended, I was nodding in affirmation that I do want to take a ride on their motorcycle and will be following them closely, waiting to see what happens next.
“We don’t want to necessarily identify with a scene, and I think our music holds true to that — it’s a bit out there, no matter what kind of music you like” – Jasmyn Burke
The last band and headliner of the evening was Brooklyn based Sunflower Bean. I have been following Sunflower Bean for about a year after I accidentally came across their EP Show Me Your Seven Secrets (2015) online. Since then, the band has gained immense popularity with the release of their first full-length album, Human Ceremony (2016) that came out this February. Receiving accolades from sources such as Rolling Stone, Pitchfork, and NPR, the young, psychedelic-indie trio has begun to make a solid name for itself.
Article by Meaghan Allen