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
Lumin...
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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 3½-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.
by A.B. Slater, merch guy 10/2013
Wild Pack was followed up with an EP in August of 2014 that features performances from Cary Ann Hearst from Shovels and Rope and Jim James. Four out of the Five tracks on the EP had premier features in national publications (Rolling Stone, CMT, Esquire and Paste)
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