“Cushy Bedroom Dreamsurf” | Interview with Getaway Dogs

Mellow guitars, dreamy sound, magnificent songwriting, Getaway Dogs is one of our personal favorites. Click play to find out why.

Oh, one last thing, there is no age limit for surfing. It is never too late. And for the perfect soundtrack, we have you covered.

Read our discussion with the artist below.

Describe your sound in three words

Cushy Bedroom Dreamsurf

Tell us a few things about your new work and your creative process in general. What comes first? The music or the lyrics?

Every song is different but the music generally comes first in the process. Sometimes the words flow right out with the music but I tend to have a harder time with lyrics. I set a high bar for what I wish to convey and it often cripples my ability to let a song just be. Most of the songs I’ve released into the world were the result of finally feeling satisfied with the lyrical content. In the case of ‘Sleepwandering’ the words were less important than the feeling of the song itself.

You are into surf culture. Tell us the ideal song to listen to while heading to the beach and the ideal song after a surf session.

Hmmm there are many, but lately I’ve been jamming to “Breathe The Fire” by The Soft Moon on my way to check the waves. I like Soul and Hip-Hop after a session. Anything by Pete Rock gets me stoked.

Hailing from a small city in California, you say that part of your mission is to bring awareness to issues like wealth inequality and gentrification. Can music have an impact on politics?

As artists it’s important to voice the importance of issues we feel passionate about. Whether or not that ends having a direct impact on politics is a different story. Awareness and discussion are key.

You did open for notable acts. Can you share something funny that happened during one of your gigs? And what would be your dream performance venue?

The night we opened for Durand Jones & The Indications they ended up sleeping over at my house. They had just put out a new 7 inch and had a test pressing with them, and asked if I had a turntable so they could hear it. So we all piled into my bedroom and played the 45, everyone quietly listening. When it was over they all agreed it sounded great and we went back outside to the fire to continue bantering. Pretty fun memory. When Gabriella and her band stayed with us at the old mansion in the woods at which my friends and I resided, we all took a bath together in the giant tile bathtub in the master bedroom. and then we all went surfing the next day. The night we opened for the Mattson 2 I got drunk with both of them and the entire staff of the Crepe Place (venue we played) and laughed our asses off telling stories.
Dream venue would have to be The Henry Miller Library in Big Sur. Or The Chapel in San Francisco.

I live 2 mins from the Thames river in London. It’s very nice but still, I’m having difficulties explaining to people that the feeling of the Ocean is a completely different story. Would you side with me please? 🙂

I’m with you dude. The ocean rules supreme.

What is your biggest fear?

Musically, my biggest fear is to lose my ability to be creative. Or to sell out or betray my values and friends.

Which is your most personal and honest lyric?

That’s a hard question to answer. Our song ‘2425’ was a big moment of vulnerability for me. The uncertainty of the mid-20’s is jarring.
twenty four and soon twenty five
where’s this man that i should become?
is he dead or is he alive?
are his bones my own?
turtle island’s floating away
down some future
hope i remember these days
lost in a focus
driftwood in rain
and i’m a stone
i’m made for the skipping
and i’d skip a million times
across oceans rivers and rapids
great lakes and interstate lines
twenty five and soon twenty six
where’s this man that I should become?
is he broken or is he fixed?
are his bones my own?
I found a friend she told me story it made me cry
humming birds drew the nectar straight from our eyes
my shadow one day won’t be mine anymore
and that is fine and that’s how it goes
time is short and breaks like a nose
don’t take much too seriously
after all it’s all in the mind
ego rots realty’s shaky
broken the hands of the times
there’s a garden under the waves you won’t find
and there’s a cabin up in the mountains but it ain’t mine
my shadow one day won’t be mine anymore
and that is fine and that’s how it goes
time is short and breaks like a nose

Thank you!

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