Surf rock gets a new sound in Biarritz
- Text by HUCK HQ
Surfer and musician LeeAnn Curren marries the Biarritz vibe with New York indie ideals for a new kind of sound that is distinctly evolved from the old shred-affiliated jams.
Where does the Betty The Shark story begin?
It all began in Biarritz in 2005 at the Jean Rostand High School. Philip Caradona (guitar and vocals) and his sister Christina (troprouge.com) moved there from New York and we quickly became very good friends. At the time we all were in different bands but we decided to start a little acoustic band called Betty The Shark. We’ve been playing on and off since then, but in 2011 we really brought the project back to life, with the adding of two other band members Yan (drums) and Quentin (guitar).
How has the sound evolved over the last couple of years?
It has evolved a lot. We have a lot of different influences. It started being a mix of folk and hip hop, then we did a few electro songs for demos, and since 2012 we are more in the indie rock category.
What are the main inspirations for the band?
Lots of the melodies come when I’m surfing or driving. Moments when your mind is not too busy and it can run by itself. Philip does half of the songwriting, it seems like he finds a lot of inspiration in electronic music and YouTube videos of Indian gurus.
Do you approach your surfing and your music in the same way?
I can be pretty focused in both. I think when it comes to technique, the learning process is pretty similar, you just need to put the time in and keep having fun with it. But music is more of a team thing, and you need the patience to make it evolve with the whole band. It is not easy all the time but very rewarding.
What would be the dream for the band?
Play in Japan.
What’s the creative scene like in Biarritz?
Biarritz is the kind of place that gets very crowded and busy during the summer, and then pretty empty in the winter time. It is nice to be there in the winter, though, because you get a lot of time to work on different projects, and there is a good group of creative people to emanate from and work with – Mathieu Chavaren, Cecile Mestelan, Emmy Martens, Damien Caccia, Christina Caradona, to name a few.
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