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Mickey Schiff is one hell of a hip cat. Not only does he have a healthy addiction to Sperry top-sider boat shoes and Reyn Spooner tropical shirts, he fronts the best band in Los Angeles right now: White Arrows. He’s got a lot to sing about, a Los Angeles native, Mickey was born blind which in turn had elevated his senses and pushed him towards music and honed his auditory functions. Before he could even play an instrument, he claims to have written many songs. Then, at the age of eleven, Mickey miraculously regained his sight! Can you imagine how insane that would have been!? Like really.... Fast forward a few years and Mickey is in NYU studying a major in Ritualistic Shamanism before moving back to LA to form a band with his younger brother Henry. His excuse for bullying his 17 year old brother into joining was: score with girls, rock out, or else I’ll kick your ass. Henry still attends high school in between tour dates, but is schooled by his elder brother. I mean brothers. Check this: the Schiff’s were joined by their old friend JP Caballero - who then, turns out is in fact Mickey and Henry’s half brother courtesy of a sperm donation by his dad to help some friends conceive. This is like a John Hughes movie already. So, can you imagine a lofi electronic band with a sound fit for a psychedelic assault en masse? A sound like they could have only come from the hair / tight bleached jeans / tongue-out baseball boot metal days of the 80’s cross bred with the sweat / snarl / glitter and swagger of the 70’s guitar fuelled (Z)Iggy era. With balls big enough to cover Fleetwood Mac and The Boss in good taste? Like a junk-less Lou Reed gaffer taped to a drum machine and holed up in some debauched Calypso frenzy? It’s not possible, none such a beast exists you hark! A band that literally defy comparison? For the sake of obligatory-modern-day-pigeon-holing I think we should roll with Mickey’s own coin for his sound: Tropedila. WHITE ARROWS eschew the bombast of Williamsburg hype for the nuance of a Jets vs. Sharks rumble! This is some serious shit. Watch out, in case you end up with a heavyweight new band crush. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.