Beach Bunny & The Beths at SOMA — San Diego

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Some bills exist because a promoter had a spreadsheet. This one exists because somebody understood that the people who love one of these bands already love the other, and got them onto the same stage before anyone could talk them out of it.

Beach Bunny writes the hooks that compress an entire emotional era into three minutes flat. The Beths fly in from Auckland with harmony-drenched guitar pop so exuberant it makes you want to grab the stranger beside you by the shoulders and ask whether they are hearing this. Wishy opens, filling the gaps between the two energy peaks with dream-pop that has been building its own quiet following.

SOMA is not a stadium. It is a room where the bass hits your sternum and you stand close enough to sing the harmonies back at Liz Stokes and be heard doing it.

If you have ever texted a friend 'this song is about us,' this is the live version of that. Send it to them now.