At the point when Beach Blanket Bingo gets its 21st century revamp, here’s the soundtrack. Shannon Shaw and Cody Blanchard trap out twisted Fifties-Sixties rock driven by space-age thrift-shop consoles, shimmy-shake move grooves and attractive moonlit vocals — Shaw’s woozy Amy Wine house-isms are illuminated by Blanchard’s shrieky falsetto. In the event that the goofy air gestures to the B-52s, the show is all Morrissey. Blanchard: “In the event that you ought to bite the dust this evening, I’d need you to realize that you were my man” (the enigmatically necrophilia “My Man”). Shaw: “I cherished the calfskin on my buns” (“Corvette,” an auto seat-temptation to match The Smiths’ “This Charming Man”).
The amazing exercise in careful control between formal cheddar balling and passionate sucker-punching, notwithstanding, is 100 percent their own.