Concert Review: Houses Build Their Sound At Terminal 5

Houses are So Cal. (Get it?) The California natives were in awe of playing a packed, three-story warehouse in NYC. Yet, their admiration for the moment they were having did not deter them from leaving a mark. At Terminal 5, they felt like the lemon sorbet to Jungle’s pure ice cream. 

You may ask why I would compare a band to “lemon sorbet,” but this food is used to clear taste palettes and thus make you savor what comes next. Not only did Houses’ music clear the heads of everyone eager to dance to Jungle, but they also sing to doing the same for your life. Songs such as, “Pink Honey,” “Fast Talk,” and “Left Alone” felt like succinct, synth dreams. They drove in melodies like a car riding through Venice Beach, of which you were the passenger looking outside at passersby and wondering if they, too, pondered about life. 

While their music might wave, lyrically, their verse roll with the circling thoughts that can either attack a mind like Jaws or swim in it like a dolphin. Lead by singer Dexter Tortoriello, with harmonizing vocals from Megan Messina, Houses sound like “chillax” music for those struggling to do so. Their arrangements skip and stroll with ease, while Tororiello annotates his notes with pensiveness. It is as if no key or chord could take away that, at all times, he is contemplating. For many, this is relatable, and it helped the audience to both love Houses and passively vent that life is the most dissatisfying satisfaction you can ever hold. For More Information on Houses Click Here.