When: Sat., Sept. 5, 9 p.m. 2015
While hyper, shreddin’ surf music might present a vision of an updo’d Dick Dale cruising through Huntington Beach in a vintage convertible with a pet tiger in the passenger seat, the surf sound of Seattle’s La Luz is much more reminiscent of lying on a board as calm waves gently roll you toward a white-sand shore. Around and in between the more raucous joints on the new Weirdo Shrine (Hardly Art), like the throbbing (almost) all-instrumental “Hey Papi” or the swirling, fast-beat “Black Hole, Weirdo Shrine,” the four ladies construct reverb-drenched tracks that lazily breeze right along with the layered vocal melodies of front woman Shana Cleveland et al and the easy swaying drumming of Marian Li Pino. Produced by Ty Segall (ever heard of him?), the sophomore album is stripped to its tinny basics in order to give Cleveland all the room she needs to carry the tiki torch and provide dark warmth to each of the 11 tracks. And even though the organ of Alice Sandhal supplies some backbone, La Luz never flirt with too grounded of a sound—the album is much more satisfying at the points when it’s in the wind, like it’s got no place to be in particular.