This is Surfer Blood’s biggest London gig at the mid-sized Dome and is probably three quarters full when they arrive on stage. Surfer Blood are a power pop quartet from Florida whose sound wouldn’t be astray on the West Coast.
After the brilliant riff heavy debut album they have followed it up this year with a great fourth, 1000 Palms. The set largely draws from these two and they are impressive all night.
There’s some great licks from the band and a real heartfelt warmth of appreciation of the turnout tonight. After a brief foray into the crowd it’s into a fierce guitar solo from the unlikely front man, John Paul Pitts who looks a little like a slim John Candy.
I Can’t Explain and Swim are the highlights for me, the former I just can’t get out of my head on the walk back into Kentish Town. A great night from a band that needs a lot more attention.