Behind the sweat-drenched performances, the Orange amps and squalling anthems of L.A.’s Tennis System is one leather-clad lone wolf, Matty Taylor, whose bedroom musings bleed their way into a kind of unhinged, lo-fi psychedelia.
Arriving in Los Angeles was a spirit quest that took Taylor from one coast to the other: It was in gritty Washington, D.C. that a young Taylor steeped like tea in the music of Fugazi and Bad Brains, Black Tambourine and Velocity Girl.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!