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Holy Beach
When Atlanta-based rock band Holy Beach play, they send lightning bolts of energy hurtling
through the ether to either fizzle or explode. Formed early this year, Holy Beach are not making
any dainty debuts -- they’re making an anthemic antithesis to the serpentine soundscape of
post-rock, shooting out fast from the starting line. Their first full-length record, All That Matters Is
This Matter, releasing this summer and produced by Jeff Leonard Jr. (Shinedown, Royal Teeth,
Framing Hanley), is rich with the guzzled, cloudy waves of grunge interspersed with smashes of
raging rock. The album marks the first official effort from Holy Beach, but its members are no
strangers to the industry.
Holy Beach was born out of an uncertain kind of certainty. John Lally, lead vocalist and guitarist
for shoegaze group Sleep Therapy, found that the material spilling out of him wasn’t quite suited
for the dreamy haze of Sleep Therapy’s typical discography. He didn’t know where his new work
might fit, but he knew it had to make sense somewhere. Aided by friends Jon Hilton (of Us
Prizms), Mike Gibbs (of Krem Love), and Jason Petty all on warring guitars, Kevin Faivre on
bass, and Jordan Hershaft (of The Ten) on percussion, Lally sources a killer lineup from the
bursting Southern music scene. The result is Holy Beach, a sextet ready to rock, rage, and
Recorded at Atlanta’s Tree Sound Studios and Cassida Studios, All That Matters Is This Matter
is expertly produced, a collection of eight soaring hard-rock tracks that flutter in the atmospheric
realm. When Holy Beach kick off the record with “Ships Off The Coast,” they come in hot. Built
on a wild cacophony of fiery percussion and searing guitar riffs, it’s a dynamic introduction to a
band brand new but already working to weave their way to the front of the rock scene. Later, on
songs like “The New Colossus,” things remain weighed down by thick grunge fuzz but there’s an
underlying layer of earnest emotion that can be heard in Lally’s aching vocal delivery or the
instrumental unity so robust, so full, so teeming with power and togetherness.
Holy Beach have just taken the first step in a series of footprints that will leave their mark on
Atlanta’s experimental music scene. Armed with the angst of your favorite eerie troubadours
and the sonic prowess of electric post-rock elements, Holy Beach move onwards towards
something special -- something akin to dark magic.