Demos
A gritty, tape-saturated collection of early sketches. High-speed surf riffs collide with basement-recorded drums and buried, yearning vocals.
February 3, 2013 · Danger Collective Records
A gritty, tape-saturated collection of early sketches. High-speed surf riffs collide with basement-recorded drums and buried, yearning vocals.
February 3, 2013 · Danger Collective Records
Listening to this album feels like discovering a dusty cassette tape in the glove box of a car that has been sitting in a sun-scorched driveway for years. It is the sound of Surf Curse in their most skeletal and honest form, stripped of any studio sheen and reduced to the friction between a distorted guitar and a frantic drum kit. The production is so lo-fi that the tape hiss becomes a third member of the band, adding a layer of ghostly atmosphere to every track. It is music that feels private, like you are eavesdropping on a rehearsal where the stakes are somehow life and death.
How does Demos sound next to the rest of Surf Curse's catalogue?
The writing leans notably further into love lost than the rest of the catalogue.
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