CAVES

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beaches I always get sand in my eyes and seagulls piss me off.” This is what Birmingham’s latest buzz band Caves say about living by the beach, even though their song Gold Beach might suggest exactly the opposite. Their band name was inspired by a book of one of their nans about caves and sea monsters matching Caves’ take on hazy grunge pop with bursts of distorted guitar. A band which wrote a song with the title Keanu Reeves and saying about him “If someone that bad can be a movie star I can live of rock n roll” should certainly be on your radar.