“My Life Is A Movie”. “Goosebumps”. “Levitate”.
“Make Out Jams”. These are but a few of the myriad mood-based Spotify playlists that American indie legends Cigarettes After Sex find their music a fitting part of. Greg Gonzalez, the band’s frontman and sultry voice, has long been a conjurer of their melancholic reveries, with every track oozing with their signature seductive pull that has spoken to the heart’s deepest recesses for many.
His voice has often been described as androgynous, with a haunting smoothness to it, and remains the band’s defining identity. Determined to be part of something bigger than himself, Greg founded Cigarettes After Sex in his hometown in 2008, along with his bandmates, bassist Randall Miller and drummer Jacob Tomsky. Fast-forward four years, and their debut EP, I .
, emerged from the unlikeliest of studios — a four-floor stairwell at the University of Texas at El Paso. Cigarettes After Sex has since carved out a groundbreaking niche within the indie music landscape. Their latest opus, X’s , released last month, offers a fresh palette to their unmistakably dreamy sound — a lustrous blend of ambient pop, shoegaze, and the kind of languorous rock that feels like a smoky after-hours rendezvous.
This third studio effort continues their exploration of vulnerability but with a new texture that marries the sounds of alternating decades: ‘70s dance pop and ‘90s nostalgia. India has long been a receptive audience to the band�.
