Not real witches
L.A. Witch are from the sunshiny city of, yep, Los Angles, but there’s nothing sunny about their music. They take their cue from one of Los Angeles’ favourite sons, the hardboiled author Raymond Chandler, in that their music is the aural equivalent of down and dirty noir, I’m talking real underbelly stuff. They bubble up a nice and sleazy sound that takes goth and makes it slacker, takes surf rock and makes it scuzzy, and takes 60s girl groups and gives them ammo. They’re the femme fatale Shonen Knife with side orders of The Cramps, The Velvet Underground and Jesus and Mary Chain. “I see the darkness in your eyes” they sing in ‘You Love Nothing’, but, if they were pushed, I’m sure they’d tell you that they see darkness in just about everything. But, as everyone knows, exciting things happen in the dark.
L.A. Witch, Tuesday 2 July, The Cluny, Ouseburn, Newcastle, 8pm, £12. thecluny.com