92.3 WTTS Presents
Trampled by Turtles
6259 North College Avenue
Indianapolis, IN, 46220
Doors 8:00PM / Show 8:00PM (event ends at 11:59 pm)
This event is 21 and over
Watch & Listen
Trampled by Turtles
Since forming in Duluth, Minnesota in 2003, Trampled by Turtles always felt they were able to attain an energy on stage that can't be found in the studio. They were so comfortable playing on the road that they treated their previous albums' recording processes like tours. For Stars and Satellites, however, Trampled by Turtles didn't want to simply try to recreate a live show. "We wanted to make a record that breathes," explains Dave Simonett (guitar/vocals), "musically we wanted to step out of our comfort zone." "This record is all about going inward," Erik Berry (mandolin, vocals) adds, "building a focused bond as players and friends, and bringing a different mindset to the sounds Trampled by Turtles can make." With the help of engineer Tom Herbers (Low, Jayhawks) the band moved into "Soleil Pines," a log home outside of Duluth, to record. "You know how sometimes they say 'less is more,'" notes Berry, "that's what Stars and Satellites is about. "
Trampled by Turtles is Dave Simonett, Tim Saxhaug (bass, vocals), Dave Carroll (banjo, vocals), Erik Berry and Ryan Young (fiddle). Within the contained music scene of Duluth, the members of the band did their own time in punk and rock bands, brandishing their electricity proudly before switching to acoustic instruments. While they never set out to be a "bluegrass" band, Trampled by Turtles employs many of the same traditional techniques of the genre, but their differences in influences, attitude and attack make for their unique sound.
"In a brave new world where vintage American has helped the likes of Mumford & Sons and the Avett Brothers achieve headliner status, Los Angeles duo honeyhoney ought to be rising stars."
- Buzz Bands LA
"…the common pop thread between alt. country, spaghetti western soundtracks and swampy blues."
"…honeyhoney deftly mixes elements of folk, soul, country, pop, and rock…"
Burlap and opals. Moonshine and macrobiotics. Shaken and soothed. How Suzanne Santo (vocals/banjo/violin) and Ben Jaffe (vocals/guitar) managed to reconcile not just polemics, but seemingly opposed realities for their sexually tinged, bruised knee honeysuckle take on roots music has to be heard to be understood.
Yet somehow the young 20-somethings figured out that it's the extremes that define the middle, whether embracing the big mistakes in the bluesy smoulder "Glad I Done What I Did," embracing the romantic doubt that is the low slung gospel of "Don't Know How," or the euphoric romp-age of "Let's Get Wrecked" that embraces the arc debauchery completely. This is the sound of coming not of age, but awareness; and digging into what it means to be alive permeates throughout honeyhoney's October 24th release of Billy Jack on Lost Highway Records.
"The album is made of a lot of stories, a lot of lives," Santo picks up. "We're very different, but those differences are what makes it. I've had a lot of different times in
my personal life that kinda leveled me as a person. That's why this record is the way it is. It's made of guts: what's happening on the inside, the notion of us being really independent, being on our own. That's a big reality."
With fiddles threading the melodies, big acoustic guitar sounds and banjos plinking as percussively as melodically, there is an old world feel to honeyhoney that is as fresh and right now as it is tube radios and old lace.
And it is the disparity of how the two came up and came together that informs honeyhoney with their singularity of sound. Meandering through unique paths, converging in Los Angeles where everyone is chasing something, and finally recognizing the chemistry they shared is no mean feat.
Evoking California's hippie Dust Bowl fringe, equal parts Okie squalor and Pacific shimmer, there is a strong pull of Woody Guthrie-esque folk, vintage Buffalo Springfield, glints of Gram Parsons and bits of Bonnie Raitt's early blues, Rickie Lee Jones reality and Bakerfsfield Saturday nights. Not country, not folk, not rock, it is a hybrid that defies exact definition.
Still "Billy Jack" pumps with the thump of hearts on fire, levels with the pang of real instruments played like someone means it. "If we want anything from these songs," adds Jaffe, "it's to bring people into this music, to engage them."
On the brink of truly coming into their own, they are ready for whatever the music brings…
For more information, visit http://honeyhoneyband.com
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