Let's talk about soup. You're hungry; you're cruising down the soup aisle at the grocery store. You know you want soup, but you're not quite sure what kind of soup you want. But you know you definitely want soup, because you love soup. Just like you love surf rock.
At least that's the claim made by Jessica Louise Dye, frontwoman for the surf rock band High Waisted.
"It's beneficial to put yourself into a specific category," said the singer. "That's our roots; that's where people can find us. From there we can all grow musically. Open up our palates."
It's their origin story, after all. Dye went through an admittedly tough breakup and healed her heart drinking cheap beer and scribbling pensively into a notebook at a local bar. She made friends. They all loved and listened to classic surf rock. (Beach Boys on vinyl was a particular favorite). They formed a band.
And yes, they can be categorized in the surf genre, but they add a bit of force with pop sensibilities and an affliction for rock 'n' roll, all masked in a quirky '60s garage rock aesthetic.
They continue to sell out shows in their hometown of New York City, and they are known to go against the grain by organizing and prompting their own shows in unexpected locations. They've played yachts, warehouses and rooftops.
"We once played a show at the beach," said Dye - you know, just in case you forgot they're a surf rock band.
Dye's bright vocal harmonies are backed by Jono Bernstein and Jeremy Hansen on drums and bass, respectively, and Stephen Nielsen on guitar. Together, the band re-imagines music as an excuse to throw a party. And their live shows are chock-full of energy.
"I wish real life was like that all the time, but it's not so we have to take advantage of it," said Dye. "We jump around, get sweaty, drink beers. On stage, I become the best party version of myself. All the fun that I wish I was having 24 hours a day gets confined to this 45-minute set. So that energy is so dynamic."
High Waisted clings to their right to regale with guitar smashing, hair-flipping, body surfing, confetti-laden madness. They were named the best party band by GQ magazine, but that doesn't make them famous, said Dye.
"I honestly have no idea what's going on. I'm just home writing songs for my cats or that burrito I just ate," she said. "Maybe we'll be famous one day. But in the meantime, just come hear us play and have some fun. We'll be in the soup aisle."
10 p.m. March 10
Congress Street Social Club, 411 W. Congress St.