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Neil Smith hops on his Zoom call with RANGE during one of the worst flooding events in Vancouver’s history. The Peach Pit frontman assures me he’s safe in his Mount Pleasant apartment, however North Vancouver, where he grew up, had declared a state of local emergency with several homes washed away by an atmospheric river. The scene marks an unusually gloomy page in the indie-rock band’s story, whose path from local legends to international stars has otherwise been lit by a ray of sun-kissed good fortune. Peach Pit radiates that warmth back into their tunes, and their fourth studio album Magpie, out now via Columbia, shimmers like an auspicious sky, offering comfort from the storm.
The Vancouver quartet started out a decade ago as a rag-tag group of best friends with a dream to be a rock band. Smith and guitarist Chris Vanderkooy met by chance, bumping into each other at all the weed smoking spots in North Vancouver’s Deep Cove neighbourhood. They eventually moved into a house with bassist Peter Wilton and drummer Mikey Pascuzzi, becoming attached at the hip and devoting every free moment of their early 20s to making music and playing shows.
Peach Pit have perfected a certain Pacific Northwest charm — the immaculate vibes of camping by the lake with your closest friends, the easygoing uniform of flannel shirts and Dickies carpenter pants, the excitement of trekking to a bonfire party in the middle of the woods — all tinged with melancholy and the unshakable dampness of a temperate rainforest that plagues the region eight months of the year. This world makes up the DNA of Peach Pit’s music: dreamy grooves, glimmering guitars, and poetic, wistful lyrics. Their sound deeply resonated with local audiences and they developed a healthy buzz in the indie scene early on, which has sustained them in their meteoric rise to fame. As Vancouver’s greatest success story in recent memory, Smith reflects on what went right for him and his BFFs.
“Anybody that makes it has to get lucky, and we got lucky,” Smith tells RANGE. “That’s really just the truth of it.” He points to one particularly fortuitous moment when a popular music influencer in the Philippines shared their self-titled song “Peach Pit,” from their first EP Sweet FA, on her YouTube playlist and the band’s Facebook page followers blew up overnight. “We worked hard to succeed, but at the same time, I know so many bands who are amazing and write amazing music and put on amazing shows, and it’s difficult to go on tour, it’s difficult to grow a fan base, so a lot of it has to do with luck.”
But hard work played a part, too, and anyone keyed into Vancouver’s indie music world in the 2010s would remember the unusually strong impression Peach Pit made when they stepped onto the scene — you’d be hard-pressed to attend a house party without hearing some tale of a recent epic Peach Pit show shared over a can of craft IPA. That hype was by design.
“When we first started the band, we rehearsed a lot, a lot, a lot, for multiple years before we played a show, so that we could be really good the first time we played,” says Smith. “We wanted to leave a good impression with people the first time they ever saw us.” To draw an audience, Smith would offer discounts for anyone with a hard copy ticket. He would make the tickets on his computer, print them on card stock, and hand deliver them around the city. “I figured if I got an actual ticket in their hands then they would actually come to the shows. So I really tried to make sure we had people in front of us.”
That determination meant Peach Pit made the most of Vancouver’s robust indie music infrastructure. As a teenager, Smith took part in a songwriting mentorship program with The Cultch, training under none other than Said the Whale’s Tyler Bancroft, a local celebrity if there ever was one. Bancroft introduced Smith to the city’s venues, established bands, and bookers, and encouraged him to put himself out there. “That’s the scariest part when you’re starting out, figuring out how to do all that stuff on your own,” recalls Smith. “But it’s actually really easy. All you have to do is email someone and be brave enough to ask for an opportunity.”
A few years later and one such email to a very young promoter behind Trash City Productions, who put on underground all-ages events across the city, got the ball rolling for Peach Pit. After seeing Winona Forever play a TCP event, Smith was inspired to reach out and ask to perform. Getting the green light from the promoter was so integral to Peach Pit’s success that Smith still remembers it vividly.
“I was with a couple of buddies in this little shitty basement suite, I had a mattress on the floor still, which is disgusting. I thought it was like, ‘Japanese,’ to have a mattress on the floor, like it was cool,” he shares with a bashful laugh. “But that was huge for us because there were so many opportunities to play shows, we could literally play every other week. It was so supportive, there were so many great music fans in Vancouver. It gave us a place to perfect playing live, which is so important for bands. It was a really cool scene.”
If luck, hard work, and Vancouver’s indie infrastructure make up Peach Pit’s recipe for success, it’s the quartet’s relationship as best friends that puts the cherry on top. “We have an awesome thing going where we’re just good friends. Whenever we’re hanging out and working on records or music videos or touring, we just have so much fun together. We’re just laughing the whole time. We’re always cracking jokes. That’s something that’s really special to me, how we’ve been working together for 10 years and we don’t hate each other,” says Smith. “Even if the band was done, we would still hang out.”
That connection lends itself to a carefree and collaborative creative process. After Smith brings the bare bones of a song to the guys, that’s when it comes to life, with Vanderkooy layering in the spiciest of guitar solos, or Wilton working his magic to figure out the perfect arrangements. Though their dynamic has changed over the years as they’ve grown up — since their last release, 2022’s 2 to 3, Vanderkooy and Wilton have both tied the knot, and Smith has gotten engaged — they’ve become a band with a lot of pressure to succeed, yet nonetheless maintained that down-to-earth, no fuss friendship. It’s the eternal bond of besties who show up no matter what life throws their way, through thick and thin, rain or shine.
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