Seattle's own The Comettes played to an initially sparse crowd (all the way) at the Plaza Stage that quickly beefed up as their dreamy surf rock plumed across the festival - a refreshing, more subdued alternative to some of the more raucous acts yesterday.
Timmy Sunshine, crooning.
They played a few songs off of their new Golden Blue EP that were cinematic and hypnotizing, with exuberant swells and drum fills. Keyboardist and fake name have-r, Timmy Sunshine, flung free vinyls and CD's into the audience demonstrating an impressive frisbee arm. Listening to their set was like watching an epiphanous scene in one of those coming-of-age dramas that they release around Christmastime where a teenager is running at night, enroute to confess their love for someone - yeah, just like that.