Music

Hollis Peach is a local treasure of the Rogue Valley: they follow a method-style roots fanaticism as is the fashion out here among the southern Oregon conifers.

Its a live performance with haunting natural reverb and a tremendous melancholy that seems to hang in the air after the band is finished.

Its a classic rock tube amp tremolo to start it out; a classic sound of the blues. This is the road-warrior version.

A girl, a guitar, and a once-in-a-lifetime inspiration: the future is made of such things.

That vocal is such a campfire angel, somehow it all works together. Its just a cozy kind of thing.

What at first feels raw and utterly unadorned builds into a controlled explosion of stacked vocals, acoustic strumming, and washy snare rolls.

This is some straight up disco grooving with a massive backbone of slap-bass funk.

Owen Denvir pulls together stylistic elements from the last few decades and reassembles them beneath an endearing and impossibly smooth lead vocal.