“Do-do-do—do—do—do-do.” Tom Curren, head down, hands cupped over his mouth, tries to sound out the bass line.  “So, ladies leave ya mens at home…” Tim Foreman sings shyly, hinting that maybe these are the words to the song.  “Yeah! That’s it,” laughs Tom, “Destiny’s Child — I like that song!”  From the “let’s go nuts in our rented minivan” stereo, Tim’s brother Jon (frontman of their band, Switchfoot, super platinum-selling pop/rock dudes), belts a chorus off their upcoming album, Nothing is Sound.  “When I look at the stars! When I look at the star-ah-arrs, I see someone else.”  Entranced, we bob our heads to the song’s flashy Scorps’-like riff as Jon’s eyes blink his approval in the rearview mirror.  The drummer, Chad Butler, plays back the beat, pounding on his knees.  “Yeah, yeah — wait, that’s good!”  Tom cranes his neck at the front speaker, and asks if anyone wants more of that weird fruit we bought on the side of the road.   “Man, look at this!” Jon points up at the massive olive-tan banyans tubing our jungle highway, “You just know this is gonna be a good trip.”  He’s right.   The whole thing’s dialed. We’ve got acclaimed surf cats, Tom C. and Rob Machado, and we’ve got the band. The deal is to set ’em up in a plush, Mainland Mexican getaway and let ’em jam. Cut a few tracks, cut a few waves and have fun doing both. We wanna hear surf music again. For the band, who spend their year giggin’ Tokyo to O-hi-o, the surf part is what they really came here for. As for the tunes, they’re all packing: Tommy Gun with his Yamaha keyboard, XX.   > Continue Surfing Magazine Article