On their self-titled debut, L.A. WITCH pays the most appropriate homage to their name, calling forth a storm of bewitching psychedelic rock that's equal parts mysterious and menacing. Much like their magical name, the trio of L.A. WITCH creates scorching soundscapes that come swathed in reverb and fuzz. They call you forth with the hazy beginnings of "Kill My Baby Tonight," and before you know it you're transfixed and unable to leave their spellbinding world.
Each of the tracks on the album feel like you're kicking up dust in the desert, watching sand glitter in the heated sun, making your way to a destination unknown. From the slow burning "Brian" that echoes with a subtle twang and kicking drums to the old spaghetti western feel of "You Love Nothing", L.A. WITCH effortlessly melds old school vintage rock with modern day twist and turns. The vocals of Sade Sanchez drip with sincerity and weariness, as if she's gripped tight to the microphone in a dimly lit bar, professing all her secrets. While bandmates Irita Pai and Ellie English provide an instrumental cloak for it all to fall under, swathing listeners in the sounds of reverb-drenched blues ("Baby in Blue Jeans") and swinging punk ("Good Guys"). On this long awaited self-titled debut, L.A. WITCH comes gunning at full force with an album that's sincere but sinful, as if you're indulging in a late night drive where you've finally left it all behind. It's a call to embrace the most secretive parts of yourself or to close your eyes and "Get Lost" in a place you've long dreamed of running to.
p.s. The cast of "The Craft" would definitely listen to this during their hangouts.