Cayucas are named after Cayucos, a small, idyllic seaside town in California, so it's no surprise to learn that their debut album Bigfoot consists of sunny, breezy pop music. The band, signed to Secretly Canadian, is the brainchild of Santa Monica's Zach Yudin, who formerly recorded as Oregon Bike Trails. Some of the Bike Trails songs appear on Bigfoot, such as the lead single 'High School Lover' (the Bike Trails versions are less produced, understandably) and 'A Summer Thing', which suggests that Cayucas is mainly Yudin's effort to polish up the sound and sand down the rough patches of his older material. An upgrade may be a better way to describe the newer, fresher versions in this short, sometimes sweet 8-track album.

Bigfoot opens quickly, with the affectionately titled 'Cayucos' wasting no time via some upbeat drumming from Casey Wojtalewicz and some simple, pleasant guitar work from Christian Koons. This is pop music at it's poppiest, all cheesy harmonies and beachside singalongs, tales of adolescence and growing up on the West Coast. Remind you of some other (once) young, blonde haired Californians who wrote songs about girls and surfing? The band's sound is much more modern than that of the Beach Boys, but the essential core of Brian Wilson's old group has lived on, which can be seen if you look at the current crop of summer-oriented rock and pop acts that seem to be in fashion. And it isn't even just in reference to the music: band names alone (Beach House, Wavves, Best Coast, Splashh, DIIV, Swim Deep) can connote nautical, seasonal themes. Which just goes to show how much impact Wilson's zeitgeist and 60s pop music as a whole has had on modern times. But yeah, let's just say that Cayucas wouldn't really have the same effect on a bitter, Winter's evening.

'High School Lover' is a good single, albeit a pretty tried and tested lyrical approach ("'Are you going to the party on Saturday?' she asked, I said I didn't know") and a pretty annoying "ay!" chant at the start ('A-Punk', anyone?). These flaws are forgotten though thanks to a catchy bassline, nice tempo and a decent chorus which sees Yudin harking back to his youth. The nostalgia aspect here is crucial to Cayucas's intentions, and 'Will "The Thrill"' continues this theme: "look at the posters that are on the wall, Michael Jordan standing six feet tall." The lyrics almost ache for the past, and though most of them are easy on the ear, there are others that sound like they've been done too many times before ("And I was like, 'Oh my God, is this actually happening to me?'") The stabbing keyboard in the aforementioned song almost prepares the listener for an over-the-top barrage of steel drums, but thankfully it doesn't come. Because there are enough similarities to Vampire Weekend as it is.

Which brings me to Yudin's voice, which is a bit like a mix between Ezra Koenig and Beck. And that's a compliment. Much of the vocal output sounds as if it was recorded in a church, shrowded in echoes and again nodding back to the Beach Boys. 'A Summer Thing' is pretty forgetful, a slow number that tells us "Summer is starting to drift away," but it still has its own charm and is nice enough to play at a low volume while you laze around in your bedroom. And in reality, Summer is on its way, making May a perfect release date for Bigfoot.

Then we get to 'East Coast Girl', and it's just... underwhelming. It brings nothing to the table and just sort of sails by without letting us know that it was even there in the first place. It's a shame because there are some genuinely nice moments on Bigfoot, but some of the songs are just way too similar to one another. Yes, when you make an EP or album you may want to have a central theme or idea, but the tracks should at least try to stand out in their own right as being good individual pieces of music. I just feel that there isn't enough range on Bigfoot for me.

Casual Vampire Weekend fans may take some joy from Bigfoot, as it is a continuation of (or maybe even a tribute to) the style they brought along with them back in 2007/08 and is another example of how influential the New Yorkers were upon their arrival. But hardened Weekend fans and anyone not interested in this wave of trendy, summery indie-pop of recent times probably shouldn't rush out to buy Bigfoot.