A place beyond the grocery stores, tarmac lots and hotel lobbies. A place behind the chain shops, expensive restaurants and cosmetic stores. That place you know exists but you can’t quite stumble across. You’ve heard about it. Your friends have been there. Maybe it’s closed today? Maybe it’s gone. Or maybe it keeps moving. It was down at the beach front the other day. It was in that gig. It’s hidden in those songs you play late at night. It’s at the bottom of your next beer.

It’s never in the same place, unless you didn’t expect it to be. From my experience, it’s found in the depths of a city or in the waves, at the beach. A secret feeling of bliss. The kind of energy Beach Brains tries to emulate. To sew into. Pull inspiration from.