Named after that one color that we had no idea what the fuck it actually was when we were kids, Indigo Waves is very true to their name. After listening to an entire 45-minute set of them this last weekend, I’m not really sure what they are.
My initial thought was they were like Hippo Campus meets the Strokes, but as the night went on, their sound continued to evolve more than a Pokémon.
They have a broad range from the chaotic energy of an evangelical pastor preaching fire and brimstone (just the energy, not the content) to the more docile vibes of a psychedelic disciple of Cheech and Chong. Between the lighting and the sweet smooth synths I thought for a bit I was the only one in the room as they tried to softly seduce me to be theirs and only theirs.
Regardless, you’re in for a wild ride that will include bops to grooves to Cotton-Eyed Joes with a little bit of Lose Yourself mixed in. I mean this literally. They played a cover of Cotton Eye Joe with a Lose Yourself mashup. Who does that?
Conclusion: I’m not sure I’d want to hang out with these guys, but if you’re in SLC or Provo and they’re playing, then they’re worth checking out. More than anything, I just want someone else to see with their own eyes what I witnessed.