Watch Prettiest Eyes’ New Video For ‘Don’t Call’, Off Their Upcoming Album On Castle Face
I have been following the LA band Prettiest Eyes since the time I saw them, years ago during a memorable mini festival at the Echo. Their full-charging performance made a strong impression on the crowd which was head-banging all-set long, and now the band has an article in Brooklyn Vegan, announcing an upcoming release show at the Echo for their new album, ‘POOLS’, which will be out November 3rd via John Dwyer’s Castle Face label, home of many adventurous and psychedelic bands such as Thee Oh Sees, POW! Feels and Flatworms.
And I am not even mentioning that they are on Desert Daze bill this weekend, so yes, the Prettiest Eyes trio is getting some well-deserved attention.
The video for their new single ‘Don’t Call’ was directed, shot and edited by Laura Sofia-Perez and looks as crazy, disorienting and intense as their music. Prettiest Eyes have pushed psychedelia to the limit by nourishing an obsessive drum-bass throbbing drone wrapped around an UFO psy-synth. Live, it’s an aggressive music that assaults you at each corner of the room, in video, it’s a road trip – literally after watching this clip – blurred by psych drug smoke and acid kaleidoscopic visions.
Thee Oh Sees’ frontman, who has always the right words when it comes to music, had this to say to Brooklyn Vegan about Prettiest Eyes’ music:
‘Very pleased to be working with these boys… I first saw them ages ago at the Satellite and they were cake-takers that night…now, they are stronger and weirder than ever. I couldn’t believe this new batch of tunes, their bananas-energy live show, and their fans are hard-core heads; just a soup of dance and mouths agog. Brutal, fractured, pogoing beats played by Pachy, also the singer, belching out vocal smoke rings in the laser light above the din. They are flat out commands, militaristic in their delivery and yet catchy, like you like em.
Marcos, an extro-sensual bassist who climbs inside of your mind-clothes while grinding out aggressively greasy throbs and pulls. And Paco, the keyboardist who at times plays reeling wailing lines that could be mistaken for a number of other instruments…and the hair on this dude. I have a hard time remembering how nice his face is off stage, all you can see is a whip wigging out. They are captivating, they are odd, they make strange and interesting choices…futuristic and yet drawn from the same sonic sludge that all mankind derives from.
They live and breathe early Los Angeles punk vibes while still innovating at every turn. There is electricity in this sound. They simply rule and what a pleasure to hear the album doesn’t stray far from what makes them just melt it in person. Recorded perfectly to harness the animal on a nice inanimate slab of plastic you can take home.
For fans of Screamers, Suicide, Chrome, and yes, a hint of a down unda Birthday Party.
– John Dwyer’
I can wait to catch Prettiest Eyes live again, watch ‘Don’t Call’ below: