Press

“Old souls who get a kick out of revisiting ’60s surf rock, updating it with their own refreshing spin ... their songs feel polished as heck—they’re tight and bite swiftly like the music of their California brethren Thee Oh Sees and Fidlar." - Consequence of Sound

"Created in the grand Californian tradition of garage pop … lovelorn lyrics and airtight hooks that manages to remain rough around the edges. It’s got echoes of Surfer Blood, Beach Fossils, Ty Segall and Mikal Cronin, masters of sweet and sour all. Listen … as you dream of sunshine and ice cream cones.” - Death and Taxes

“Jet Trash’s surfy licks gleam like sunspots off the Pacific Coast highway, separating them from the dominant Castle Face crowd and towards ‘ brighter take on the trash.” - CMJ

"Dive pub punky pop with powerful lead guitars that bring some beach getaway affections that remain dreaming forever of west coast, Ocean Beach escapism." - Impose

“9/10. Pure, unadorned '60s surf with a bite, absolutely shameless rock & roll. … Jet Trash ooze authenticity, something that fellow surf rockers like Seattle's La Luz or Alabama's Man-or-Astroman? have only emulated.” - Exclaim

“Taut, loud, and extremely energetic, San Francisco’s Jet Trash is everything you want from a young rock ‘n’ roll band. Part garage rock, part post-punk, it’s as if the Count Five and Gang of Four were involved in an unholy commingling, and Jet Trash’s raucous debut EP will have you pogoing in no time. Here’s a DIY indie rock band that remembers how to actually rock, which these days is a breath of fresh air.” - PopMatters

“A blend of Best Coast with surf-rock acts like Beach Fossils and Surfer Blood … encapsulates these hot, breezy summer days quite perfectly." - I Heart Moosiq

"There’s about a million garage bands running around San Francisco these days. Luckily Jet Trash showed promise and rose to the top of the mountain. There’s something about all members of the band singing retro melodies at the top of their lungs that is just too much fun to ignore.” - The Bay Bridged

"San Francisco’s Jet Trash have arrived with a gleefully relentless rush of a song that should kick off every single one of your summer road trip mixes. With “Baby C’mon,” Jet Trash pays homage to their garage rock forebears (and contemporaries), but they imbue the track with enough of their own style and swagger to guarantee your undying devotion.”     - KCRW

"Jet Trash hail from San Francisco, an area perhaps best known for its golden generation / flower children vibes. Sure, Jet Trash nod towards that period but there's something deliciously evil, ever-so-slightly dark about their sound. … 'Blood Moon' is a frenetic yet melodic introduction to the band's illicit charms.” - Clash Music

“These guys prefer analog over digital, and that endearing lo-fi static hums through their songs.” - PureVolume