Wednesday night, July 27, in a little underground musical alcove known to us as the Basement, Sons of Summer found a way to say that summer is more than just an endless string of days with a 120-degree heat index. With every guitar strum, a breeze passed through the room and the lights became brighter as if the Sun were shining through cracks in the ceiling. Sand felt like it was forming where the floor should be and the brick walls evaporated revealing the incoming tide. Neon signs grew into palm trees while overhead concert posters melted into a solid blue.
The trio – comprised of members Clint Crighton, Jules Crighton and Luke Dolahenty – have written a set of perfectly crafted summer anthems that, in the mind of the listener, capture the oranges, reds and blues of a sun-drenched summer road trip through 1960s Southern California with your best friend and a beautiful girl you just met, hitting the surf at 5:30 a.m., or a late-night campfire burning in the fall. Armed with these simply beautiful songs sung in a three-part harmony, Sons of Summer are able to direct their music to the listener as if to say, “we wrote this one for you – do you mind if we play it?” Of course you don’t.
Amazingly, Sons of Summer have only been functioning as a group now for roughly a year. All three members originated in New South Wales, Australia, but the story of Sons of Summer really doesn’t begin there. The idea of becoming a band arrived somewhere in New York City, where the three reunited after two years apart. The trio jetted to Shenzhen, China, where they played six nights a week for six months. When they realized it was time to make an album, they also realized it was time to change geography again, so, after much deliberation, they chose Nashville over New York and L.A., which (in a nutshell) brings the story to today.
Their signature combination of dynamic energy and subtle intimacy make Sons of Summer’s live performance impossible to forget (or overlook) as it draws a hungry audience back for more each time they play and sends them off with a partially-quenched thirst for this particular brand of goodness – ensuring they will be back.
If you have never heard of Sons of Summer, well, now you have. If you have never seen them live, be sure you are at the Basement on August 23rd for their next show. Come be a part of what this group is about and sway the human-to-breathable-air ratio in the room toward the human persuasion. They are a band that should not be missed as there is no ceiling on where these guys will go next.
For more information about the band, go to www.sonsofsummer.com.