This is a band that has deep roots in retro rockabilly and surf rock, but adds their own modern-day indie flavor to the mix. The classy Kansas City-based and sweater-clad trio are really just adorable performers, with little bits of attitude seeping through. It makes you want more, when really all you get is just a taste.
The floppy-haired frontman is just about as bewitching and laid back as Ferris Bueller, with a screamy little voice that is just slightly reminiscent of Julian Casablancas and at the same time not quite as screechy as Jack White. In fact, there were a lot of little screamy moments during their set at the Jackpot on Saturday night. The entire band would stop playing, yell out some lyrics, then get right back to work. If you were at the other end of the venue and you weren’t paying attention, this would do the trick. A grooving and moving bassist helped keep your focus on the stage, and that bouncy and energetic drummer no doubt is a surf-rocker waiting to bust out.
The Empty Spaces are a feel-good band that will surely have you dancing so much during the Fall, you’ll almost wish you had found out about them at the beginning of summer.