In case you didn’t attend any of the big Pacific Northwest music festivals this summer, the hot new band of the season was La Luz, which played them all. The quartet’s contradictory surf-rock music — upbeat and woozy — was a hit. The band never failed to start a “Soul Train”-style dance line in the crowd. Who says Seattle people don’t dance? (Not that they danced especially well. But I digress.)
Now that it’s fall, debut album “It’s Alive” has legs to carry La Luz through the rest of the year. The guitar riff on “Morning High” sounds like a leather jacket begging you to try it on; “Big Big Blood” makes a cool show of staying peppy while twisting rhythmically downward; and “Sunstroke” and “Phantom Feelings” tell stories of intrigue without any lyrics.
La Luz has the goods, with a deceptive complexity to everything. Each member of the quartet plays uncommonly precisely. And unlike in most rock music around here, there’s hardly any distortion. Maybe it’s all been cleaned off by the waves?
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