Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.

Eat Your Own Ears and SJM are excited to present NO at The Sebright Arms.

For a band with such a negative sounding name, NO aren’t all doom and gloom. Like a less-maudlin version of the National stripped of their baroque tastes, the Echo Park quintet deliver their ambitious, post-punk songs with an admirable amount of earnestness and a healthy dose of optimism. Riding off a strong, brooding atmosphere their determined verses and their uplifting choruses resonate to a level that’s usually reached by bands who are already playing arenas. “What’s Your Name?” builds its elements into a tempest of militant drums and sweeping guitars that sustains the band’s anthemic rush. Similar to Interpol’s most grandiose moments but with a Los Angeles vibe instead of the chilly Brooklyn cool, “What’s Your Name?” is an immediate introduction to a quintet whose unique levels of grandiosity are certain to take them very far, very quickly.