I remember writing a story on them on the eve of their official breakout (Dec. 9, 2009, “Rock of Jabroni”). It was palpable – they were on their way. And when I interviewed them for it, they were breathless kids dizzy from the altitude of standing on the threshold of their dreams.
The work they were emerging with inspired faith right away, and the buzz ahead of them was real. Astro Coast was something special, a salvo of fuzz-rock perfection. It topped my 2010 best albums list. And the band have gone on to prove that they’re no flash in the pan, even rising high enough to enter the major-label market, for what that’s worth these days.
Between these unfortunate personal blows and music that’s gotten increasingly subdued, Surfer Blood have sort of been adrift in that purgatory between indie sensation and mainstream tenure, with diminishing artistic and critical returns since that first triumphant record. Despite all that though, it was nice to see them back on an Orlando stage, something that curiously doesn’t happen all that often. They’re homegrown kids who’ve not only gone national but beamed out some of this decade’s best songs. They sounded good, though not great like they’ve been before. Hopefully, that’s just a band that’s recovering, recalibrating and reloading, and not one that’s already running out of steam.
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This article appears in Aug 31 – Sep 6, 2016.




