Sounds Like: A fitful collision of punk, soul and jazz echoing out of a shed strewn with whiskey bottles.
For Fans of: The Dirtbombs, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Alabama Shakes
Why You Should Pay Attention: Word traveled like a sonic boom after the Shreveport, Louisiana group's first gig, and they quickly signed with Fat Possum. Tours with the Dandy Warhols, St. Paul & the Broken Bones and Thao & the Get Down Stay Down followed — and soon they'd record upcoming full-length debut Get Gone. Before all this, the Seratones' chameleonic vocalist-guitarist A.J. Haynes' progression of musical influences had taken several fortuitous left swerves. As a kid in Louisiana, she sang in church and heard raunchier blues at home. In her teens, it was straight Billie Holiday and eventually indie rock. Dead Kennedys, Minor Threat and brown liquor further muddied the picture as she got to know her eventual bandmates, guitarist Connor Davis, bassist Adam Davis, and drummer Jesse Gabriel. All of the above fed the Seratones' barbarous artistic appetite. Every song on Get Gone hits a different pocket of the party: heavy, buzzed-out moments slide into Winehouse-infected soul. "It's eclectic," Haynes says. "That reflects Shreveport. Shreveport doesn't have a brand. Take a bunch of stuff, throw it in a bag and shake it up."
They Say: "We were in New Orleans the day that [Prince] died and I did a cover of 'The Beautiful Ones,'" says Haynes. "I could barely make it through the song. It's hard when you feel so close to someone's music. I've adopted his stage presence to imitate, honestly. The way that he wore femininity and used it to say powerful things. I still can't process it. What a badass, until the day of his death."
"In my mind, I think Jello Biafra would've been a phenomenal jazz singer — when you think about his phrasing and how he interprets the song. We've always loved the improv side of jazz. There'd be nights where we'd put on a DIY show at Big D's, a barbeque shack, and try not to be shut down by the cops. Then we'd have a bunch of friends over and listen to Kind of Blue on repeat. Without batting an eye. There's not a sense of loyalty to a certain genre or sound. It's just whatever I fucking feel like listening to."
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