Coasts
Coasts belongs to five lonesome individuals with little else to live for. They come from Bristol. They play beat pop, bang drums, cry lines. For, what else do they have? As the cracks in 2011 appeared, Coasts perfected their sound: tribal drums, tropical strings, thundered keys, lost cries. They holed themselves away in a disused Reuters building for months in order to find what they had once forgotten, a feral set of ebbs and flows. A collective, brothers, ready to start fires and make some noise. White heat. This WERLD is ours.
COASTS GIGS AT CLUB FANDANGO