by Dan Goldin (@post_trash_)
Running a site like Post-Trash one thing has become strikingly apparent, most of readers and contributors are musicians themselves. It makes sense. The "average" music listener tends not to dig too deep. A bulk of those who are familiar with our coverage are bands who have shared stages, tours, compilations, etc. Every now and then we're lucky to present you with music from one of our contributors and today we're excited to introduce The Curfews, a new band formed by Corey Sustarich in the early months of last year. Let me be clear though, we're not covering this because Sustarich writes for the site, we're covering it because we like it, and we think you might like it too.
Having recently relocated from Michigan to Santa Cruz, CA, The Curfews are releasing their self-titled debut EP today, a fuzzy collection of songs that dive between garage rock and surging power-pop jangle. There's plenty of reverb, but the focus remains driven by the songwriting, and young heart-felt emotion. "Cling," the EP's single is as good a starting point as any, a shaky lo-fi pop song with a delightfully sloppy edge. The trio - Sustarich (guitar/vocals), Spencer Higgins (drums) and Lucas Dishinger (bass) - dig into a jittery front-porch kind of vibe, sitting somewhere between twangy and detached, as they rip between the verse's easy going nature to the tangled bursts that serve as the hook. It's a sentimental song about moving on from the things we cling to, combining a dusty sense of nostalgia with a sense that things will change, and it's going to be alright.