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Quiet Life & Cotton Jones
Quiet Life Bio
Quiet Life started playing together in the Spring, on that first good day of the year, when the sun's finally in its place and birds make sense and you are back on your porch, or your roof, or your lawn, and you're not by yourself. With roots on the Jersey Shore, sparks flew when they met further north in New London, where New England meets the Sound. From there, they ran down a dream to the California coast, all the way to San Luis Obispo, and then fled the Promised Land for the northern charm of Portland, Oregon.
Just a pair of brothers and a few good friends in a van that runs on waste veggie oil. Somebody hits the stereo. "Where're the keys?" "Watch the road." "Turn it up." As a band, they caught a break that night snow fell on the stretch of highway between Nashville & Memphis, when the cars bundled up like an endless string of red Christmas lights. They've toured with Dr. Dog, Alabama Shakes, The Lumineers and played with your time, your heart and your women. They take advice in dingy backstage green rooms from road weary veterans like Ray Wylie Hubbard and Hayes Carll. There was one show, when the floor was bouncing, and the ice was spinning, and somebody screamed, "THIS." Then there was the 3-hour set at some backwoods lodge in northern Alaska, all originals except one Neil cover. Anyhow, that's how I remember it.
Wild Pack is the first new record in two years from an American band that knows the road better than you know your own cell phone. From Portland to Asbury Park to the California coast. Remember to check your mirrors. Cut the wheel. Flash your brights at the big rigs and let 'em pass.
Cotton Jones Bio
The music of Cotton Jones speaks of transition: the passage from one form, state of mind, style or place to another. Songs become doorways to the past, or windows that open on some unnamed future, where innocence can still exist and perfection is thrown to the wind.
The Glowstream is a place centered between North and South Cumberland. It's not really called the Glowstream just a stream that rolls to a dead end by the train tracks downtown. A place to sit, undisturbed in the cool shade, and see the interstate bend around glowing steeples, as cars and trucks break their speed it's beautiful how the city materializes, an oasis, after driving many miles through the mountains along I-68 to this spot, where it's possible to witness all the paces change.
"Tall Hours in the Glowstream,'" is the title of their new album. Some of the songs that made the final cut were tracked in northern States, while the majority were recorded and mixed in Winterville, Georgia, as a revolving cast of players, thinkers, and singers were invited to hang in the band's living-room studio.The resulting sounds are both rich and charmingly lo-fi, full of vivid imagery and more gorgeous vocal harmony. Hard-asking tracks like "Somehow To Keep It Going" and "More Songs For Margaret" prove the promise in this music, the feeling of something better to come if only you can hold tight a little longer"Always the mornings keep coming" And what a beautiful thing that is
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