What other names did you consider calling yourselves?
I had Beach Slang hanging around for a good bit; I knew this was the thing that deserved it.
Where are you from and what would be the most recognisable local landmark?
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. And sadly, I’m guessing the Rocky statue. But optimistically, the Museum of Art.
Who is in your band, what do they play and what is their non-musical superpower?
James Alex (vocals, guitar, drunken super charm); JP Flexner (drums, extraordinary glands); Ed McNulty (bass, inexplicable organisation); Ruben Gallego (guitar, wobbly flight).
Name your three biggest influences.
The Replacements, Charles Bukowski, and The Psychedelic Furs.
What’s the usual first topic of conversation when you take a break at rehearsal?
New graffiti we saw on the way in. I mean, half of the band are designers and all of us are mindful. We’re really just four art nerds who can’t not dig on all the new goodness lighting up the city.
Tell us about your most memorable show.
Tonight in Berlin. We played the Ramones Museum, got wildly drunk on Helles and dropped our pants while singing Culture Club songs. None of it makes sense, but it’s just as it’s meant to be.
What band would you most like to share the stage with?
The Replacements because I want my jaw dropped and heart swelled up for a good bit. Also, Paul Westerberg is the songwriting holy grail.
What is your latest release and why should we buy it?
Broken Thrills, which is the European 12” release of our two American EPs ( Who Would Ever Want Anything So Broken? and Cheap Thrills On A Dead End Street). The why? It’s honest, messy, beautiful, dangerous, cathartic, charming, thoughtful and sweaty. You know, just how rock’n’roll is meant to be.