Decked out like they just stepped out of a saloon in Dodge City, L.A.’s Spindrift came to Johnny Brenda’s (1201 N. Frankford Ave.) this past Tuesday, Aug. 25, with guns a blazing.

A large projection screen dropped down to show vintage film from renowned filmmaker J.X. Williams . The footage was very eerie; aliens and monsters, screaming women and grotesque eye surgeries were among some of the images that ran behind the band.

Front man Kirpatrick Thomas navigated a crow’s nest of patch cords and effects pedals while howling into a microphone like a hungry coyote. More six-shooter than six-string, Kirpatrick’s guitar exuded plenty of surf rock flair. The psychedelic spaghetti western sound reverberated off the walls as the band transitioned seamlessly from song to song.

Drummer Daniel Allaire, also of The Brian Jonestown Massacre, kept a steady heart beat. The arsenal of percussion weaponry included drum mallets, claves and the cabasa.

Bass player Henry Evans scored style points for rocking an ivory white double bass guitar and rhythm guitarist Dave Koenig played a mean harmonica.

It was clear that the quintet had entranced the crowd as they danced in a Charlie Brown (Peanuts) like fashion. At one point, the entire room even erupted into what sounded akin to an Indian war chant.

Spindrift definitely found their groove beneath the club’s dim and smoky disco lights. Their unique style and non-stop playing is so authentic, it makes one feel the need to empty the sand from their patent leather cowboy boots.

Last Tuesday night, there came a new band of sheriffs in town, and they took no prisoners.

You can purchase Spindrift’s latest album The Legend of God’s Gun, in stores both in the States and Europe.