Tombstones In Their Eyes ain’t your average band—they’re a gritty, ghostly outfit born from a coast-to-coast demo swap between two old pals. What started as a quiet exchange turned into a booming beast of fuzz-laden, psychedelic thunder. They’re based in Los Angeles now, led by John Treanor, whose haunted voice and guitar ring out like a storm. Stephen Striegel’s drums hit hard, while Courtney Davies and Clea Cullen’s voices swirl in the mix. Add in Phil Cobb, Paul Boutin, and newcomer Joel Wasko on bass, and you’ve got a lineup that’s all muscle and mood.
For Treanor, the music is a way to wrestle down demons, talk about what matters without saying it straight. The songs gaze into the cosmos while peering into the dark corners of the mind. You don’t just hear it—you feel it, like the sky before a downpour.
I Like To Feel Good hits hard as a teaser for their forthcoming album Asylum Harbour, set to drop November 19 under Kitten Robot Records. That name’s no accident—it’s a sailor’s slang for a safe haven, a refuge when the world’s going to hell. The album dives deep into rising up, shaking off the dust, and staring down the storm clouds that lingered after the pandemic. It’s a mood, a mindset, a map for navigating the mess we’ve all crawled out of.
Asylum Harbour reflects survival and rebirth, a raw look at healing in a world still licking its wounds. The band pulls up those thoughts we bury, dressing them in reverb, grit, and guts. This is the sound of scars, real and unvarnished, reminding us that sometimes you ride out the storm before you see the shore. Their sound brings to mind something in the vicinity of Alice In Chains meets The Dandy Warhols – psychedelic, tinged with a sludgy grunge haze.
“I Like to Feel Good has probably my favorite verse of any song that I’ve written,” says Treanor. “It’s the second long verse and it was written in a stream of consciousness fashion. I don’t believe that I changed any of the words that came out in that first pass. And it really hit home. It summed up my existence, thinking that my sensitivity was a burden and a malady, only to find that it is a gift that I can use to make life better….Beyond that verse, it also has a really cool wah part leading from the main verse to the last chorus. The part only lasts thirty seconds or less but it came out so good. And I love the overall vibe and sound of the song, it sounds super fuzzy and driving (in the verses especially).”
The self-directed video slides between electrified stage performances and a cool drive through LA’s neon-lit streets. It mirrors the song’s lyrics, tapping into the transformation that comes from finding inner strength and standing your ground. The contrast between the high-energy stage and the calm, late-night cruise reflects the duality of the message—how individuality can lead to real change. The rhythm of the city pulses along with the music, capturing that feeling of moving forward, embracing who you are, and pushing for something more.
Watch the video for “I Like To Feel Good” below:
Recorded at Kitten Robot Studios in Los Angeles and co-produced by John Treanor, this album was produced and engineered by Paul Roessler (45 Grave, Twisted Roots, The Screamers, Nina Hagen).
‘I Like to Feel Good’ is out now, available everywhere online. The full Asylum Harbour album, available November 18 on red vinyl, CD and digitally, can be pre-ordered directly from Kitten Robot Records.
Listen to I Like To Feel Good below and order the single here.
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