TWIN PEAKS + HINDS + THE MEMORIES @ THE REGENT THEATRE
Photos by Adam Maresca Words by Madison Desler
With its dry, temperate, subtropical climate, the weather in Madrid, Spain is very similar to that of LA. Maybe that’s why the sunny riffs and effervescent personalities of the Spanish indie rock band Hinds captured the ears and hearts of all the Angelenos at the packed Regent Theatre last night. Or maybe it’s cuz they like to party. “There need to be more beers in the air!” singer and guitarist Carlotta Cosials said, keeping the energy up in the face of some technical difficulties.
Dreamy, surfy songs like “Bamboo,” “Warts,” “Easy,” and “Trippy Gum” provided nothing but good vibes, something that seems to have been the case at every tour stop on their joint run with Twin Peaks. “This is the best tour we’ve ever been on,” Cosials explained, the love between the bands made explicitly clear when the boys of Twin Peaks joined them on stage for a rollicking cover of Thee Headcoatees’ “Davey Crockett.”
The best live bands are super tight and well-rehearsed, but hide that fact with a deceptively sloppy “house party” presentation. This is Twin Peaks to a T. They look like they just rolled out of bed, they’re kicking beers out into the crowd, and have nicknames like Big Tuna, all of which distract you from the fact that not only are these guys blowing your eardrums out—they’re ripping!
“We’re gonna play some rock n’ roll numbers for you,” guitarist Cadien Lake James explained, before launching into the punked-out 60’s ramble of “Butterfly” and an all-out sprint version of “Stand in the Sand.” It was during the furious time changes in “Boomers” that one realized, holy shit these guys can play. It was after “Keep It Together,”—with the fourth person taking the mic for lead vocals—that one realized, holy shit these guys are a band.
Guitarist Clay Frankel hops around like a man possessed, bassist Jack Dolan likes to say things like, “This room should smell like weed,” drummer Connor Brodner looks like he could have been one of the kids in Mighty Ducks or The Sandlot, keyboardist Colin Croom was guzzling hard liquor right from the bottle, and James shakes his head back and forth when he’s soloing like a big, shaggy dog that just got a bath. There’s something very Animal House about them. All the better for taking you to power-chord heaven with thrashers like “Flavor” and “Fade Away.”
“Making Breakfast” is still their best song—they hit power-pop gold with that sucker—but the encore of the very Sticky Fingers-esque “Wanted You” coupled with a cover of “Dead Flowers” came in a close second. Missed the show? They just released Urbs in Horto, a live album that can give you a taste, but get your ass to a show.
The show was opened by The Memories.