Inspired by late nights in Hollywood, high speed car chases, red eye flights and vintage skateboard videos, the synth-punk musings of Slow Caves bleed a James Dean-esque revelry that explodes into a rich baritone croon. There's adrenaline, there's sonic vibration, there's blistering guitars and throbbing bass lines. It blends and molds together to create something quite unlike anything before. It's badass. And like any crash, you just can't turn away. Originally from Northern Colorado, Slow Caves came together as kindred spirits seeking to create quality music that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. Experimenting with synthesizers and backed by the "who gives a damn" ethos of punk rock, the delivery is fast, loud and in your face. Jakob Mueller's dulcet tones lure you in to a false sense of security, only to be spat out the other end in a high-powered and fuzz-laden declamation. Jackson Lamperes sets the beat from the back, smashing the skins, while band mates, Jake Lyon's driving bass, combined with Dave Dugan and Oliver Mueller's energetic guitars carry you deliriously along a perilous line. It's a line that takes you through the night towards it's hedonistic possibilities, leaving you wondering whether you should be dancing on the tables or speeding down Santa Monica freeway in reverse. So heed this advice and don't be fooled by the name, kids: Slow Caves will keep you moving - and have you exiting their dark crevice exhausted, confused, yet totally satisfied. Their debut self-titled EP released June 14, 2014, was designed to soundtrack to the greatest movie you've never seen. Make sure you get in on the mayhem.