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The Beaches: No Hard Feelings Tour
Canadian rockers The Beaches brought their sharp wit, punchy guitars, and unapologetic energy to The Sound in Del Mar, transforming the seaside venue into a neon-lit slumber party of chaos, catharsis, and confessional storytelling. Just hours after taping a performance for Jimmy Kimmel Live, the band rolled straight into San Diego with the kind of momentum that only comes from four women who know exactly how to command a stage—and have the gall to make it look easy.
Annie DiRusso Opens with Sass and Verve
Opening the night was Annie DiRusso, who set the tone with her jangly guitar hooks, confessional lyrics, and that effortlessly cool punk-rock energy that makes you feel like you’ve stumbled into the best house show of your life. With her trademark shag haircut bouncing in rhythm, DiRusso blended indie rock grit with bedroom-pop vulnerability, her voice cracking in all the right places as she poured emotion into every chorus. Between songs, she chatted with the crowd like an old friend—funny, self-aware, and just a little chaotic in the most endearing way. It was the kind of set that didn’t just warm up the audience; it pulled everyone into her orbit, leaving the room buzzing long before The Beaches ever took the stage.
The Beaches Bring Unapologetic Attitude to Del Mar
The Beaches launched the night with “Last Girls at the Party,” a track that’s equal parts anthem and warning label, immediately setting the tone for the electric, unfiltered evening ahead. From there, it was a nonstop ride through their signature mix of glam-rock attitude and tongue-in-cheek vulnerability. Between songs, lead vocalist Jordan Miller proved herself not just a front woman but a full-blown ringmaster, steering the show with perfectly timed one-liners and the self-assured grin of someone having the best night of her life.
The Beaches’ chemistry was magnetic—Kylie Miller’s sharp guitar riffs slicing clean through Eliza Enman-McDaniel’s relentless drumming, while Leandra Earl’s synths added a glossy pulse that made each song shimmer with a rebellious polish. Tracks like “Grow Up Tomorrow” and “Fine, Let’s Get Married” brought out the band’s knack for turning sarcasm into sincerity, while “Can I Call You in the Morning?” and “Everything Is Boring” hit the sweet spot between jaded and joyful.
Midway through the set, in classic Beaches fashion, things took a delightfully chaotic turn when Jordan invited two fans onstage to share stories about times they’d “overshared” a little too much—tying perfectly into “Did I Say Too Much.” What followed was a mix of awkward confessions, laughter, and pure camaraderie that somehow felt completely on-brand for a band that’s built its empire on radical honesty and a little bit of chaos. Miller even remarked that the two fans brought on stage had similar energies and should be friends, garnering chuckles from the crowd.
The energy never dipped, even as the emotional range stretched from wry heartbreak to triumphant defiance. “Lesbian of the Year” got the whole crowd shouting in unison, By the time they reached “Edge of the Earth” and “Jocelyn,” The Sound felt less like a concert venue and more like a sweaty, glittery celebration of survival and self-expression. “Blame Brett” unsurprisingly earned a huge cheer from the crowd and the loudest singing of the night.
For the encore, the band returned with “I Wore You Better,” “Sorry for Your Loss,” and a reprise of “Last Girls at the Party,” this time louder, freer, and even more unhinged than the opener. It was a fitting full-circle moment—a sendoff that captured everything that makes The Beaches irresistible: their humor, their bite, their honesty, and their refusal to dim their own light.
By the end of the night, beer cans were raised, lipstick was smudged, and strangers were dancing like best friends. Coming straight off their late-night TV debut, The Beaches proved that no matter the stage—from Hollywood to Del Mar—they’re still the last girls at the party, and we’re all just lucky to be invited.
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