![]() ![]() Together, they draw from a deep well of life-changing musical experiences. A little bit of total ecstatic emotion rushed over my body.” “It was the most amazing feeling I’ve ever had, finally being lifted up on my back, looking up to the ceiling. At a tiny show at the Roxy in Hollywood recently, Theresa made her debut stage-dive. In performance, the band seem to experience almost shamanic highs. Photograph: Rob Ball/Redferns/Getty Images On track: Jenny Lee Lindberg performs at the Roskilde Festival 2014 in Denmark. She’ll eat you ALIVE!” When the track was recorded in Joshua Tree, it drove an elderly resident so nauseous she called the police to investigate the noise. At the other end of the spectrum is last year’s aggressive “Disco//Very”: you can imagine hundreds of people head-banging gleefully to the lyrics: “I’ve got a friend with a melody that will kill. “The city I walk in, it feels like it swallows…” she sings, searchingly. It’s a melody Theresa wrote about feeling lost in LA. Their music spans both intimate, headphone moments and danceable, head-banging tracks. When I meet them they’re about to play a local benefit show to save a struggling school in LA. In February they released two new songs, “No Way Out”, which they’ve played live for years, and a new track, “Riot”. They’ve rescheduled their London visit, and they’re recording new material. It was a disappointment for their fans, but Warpaint responded by posting Instagram videos and photos from their homes on Facebook. After 15 months of touring they took a break, pushing back their biggest London outing to date at the Hammersmith Eventim Apollo due to undisclosed “family matters”. Last year Warpaint released their second studio album, a self-titled follow-up to 2010’s The Fool. “Kids who don’t feel like being alive,” says Emily. There was one Warpaint marriage (“I officiated at the wedding,” jokes Emily). ![]() “‘Like an oil painting mixed with blood?’ True blood or homicidal blood?” Their songs are the deeply involving type that evolve into proggy jams on stage, the kind some would call self-indulgent, but others find cathartic. When I quote early reviews back at Stella, she blows a raspberry. but all those bands are 10 years younger than us.”Įarly critics tried to unravel the mystique, presenting them as “emo witches”. When I was 24, I’d have loved James Blake, King Krule, Savages, the xx. “We’ve never sounded like our contemporaries. “There’s a gap in age and place,” says Theresa. They were an anomaly, their style as nomadic as them. When Warpaint released their EP, “Exquisite Corpse”, six years ago, the music industry nearly tripped over itself. Like finding out the person you’ve been dating online isn’t Catfishing you.Įmily and her fellow guitarist Theresa Wayman, childhood friends since the age of 11, are originally from Oregon, Stella is from Sydney and Jenny from Nevada the band celebrated their 11th anniversary just a few weeks ago. As someone who has loved their music for years, their friendliness is a relief. They’re a band that seem to physically describe the phrase “you can’t sit with us”, yet here I am, cross-legged on the grass in LA, in the bosom of their hang. They have a reputation for taking themselves seriously – other interviewers have found them difficult. Luckily they pull it off, just about.It’s hard to make profound statements about your music in these circumstances. But although Warpaint's debut is a fine record, their downtempo musings don't make them the most engaging festival band on the block. They certainly looked like they were having fun, especially given it's their last gig for a while. Verdict: Mightn't have been the best idea to peak with half an hour to go playing the brace of Composure and Undertow. Quote: "WHY YOU WANNA BLAME ME FOR YOUR TROUBBBLLEESSS" - girls in daisy chain headbands yelling the lyrics to Undertow at each other. ![]() But namely when the entire tent springs to life during Undertow, a brilliant song, an awesome rendition, and an audience that lapped up every tempo change. High: How awesome their almost dancing drummer is. And some bloke inexplicably waves a lightsabre. Atmosphere: The Crawdaddy Tent packs up with a rather static if largely appreciative crowd to hear the LA all-female four piece's murky grooves. ![]()
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