Mapache - Mapache-LP-South

Mapache - Mapache

‰ÛÏClose your eyes and imagine the Everly Brothers wearing Tie-Dyed Nudie Suits. Okay, now open them. There‰۪s Mapache. Clay Finch and Sam Blasucci are barely in their 20s and already rising to the top of the new wave of West Coast Cosmic Americana. Born and raised in Glendale, California, their breathtaking harmonies and heartfelt yet heady sound was honed by surfing the beaches and exploring the deserts and canyons of their native California. ‰ÛÏThe lineage of the band has blood running back to the first wave of psychedelic country revivalists Beachwood Sparks‰ÛÓClay is a cousin of main man Chris Gunst. Chris and I went to bat for the band by helping them score their first club shows and recording sessions with Dan Horne. ‰ÛÏDan eventually produced this album at the vintage analog halls of legendary Valentine Recording Studios, where the tape rolled and captured the live spirited harmony, skillful strumming and genuinely well-crafted songs that everyone from Chris Robinson to Jonathan Richman have fallen in love with. The real charm lies in the simplicity of their voices and the songs that recall a young Gene Clark, The Louvins, Crosby, Stills and Townes ... it‰۪s all there and more. ‰ÛÏOne memorable night they showed up to a GospelbeacH gig with deep surfer tans and big white circles around their eyes just like raccoons (Mapache is Spanish for raccoon). The boys set up on stage, sang and played their timeless and soon-to-be classic songs into a single microphone. Time stood still, and the normally chatty LA crowd closed their mouths and opened their ears and their hearts. At that very moment I knew they were on their way.‰۝ ‰ÛÓBrent Rademaker, Los Angeles 2017