Sam Marine & The Walks Of Life w/ Mara Connor & Brian Whelan
901 E 1st St
Los Angeles, CA, 90012
This event is 21 and over
Sam Marine & The Walks Of Life
Sam Marine is a troubadour of the earth and the soul.
It starts in Gainesville, FL., where Sam cut his teeth in the legendary music scene with his band Apollo Quartet. He recorded his first album at age 20 with producer, J. Robbins (Jawbox, Burning Airlines), and hit the road. After several years of touring and recording, Sam decided to venture out on his own. He packed up his guitar and a pair of boots and headed to New York City, seeking the unknown. He set up shop, embraced the city, fell in love, fell out of love, stared into the eyes of a million unknown faces, tapping into something intangible—yet just at the edge of his fingertips. And then, writers block hit him with a vicious blow.
Sam took a break from music to focus on other endeavors. He painted homes. He restored brownstones uptown. He enrolled in acting classes at Stella Adler. But alas, the muse returned, plugged him back in.
In 2013, Sam recorded his debut solo record, “Lacktown,” with his band Sam Marine and County with producer Alex Lipsen at Headgear Studios. “…a dust-choked, windblown existence that somehow still manages to look up from the gutter.”
Write. Record. Repeat.
Sam threw himself back into the studio and followed up with his sophomore album, “New Home,” in 2015.
Keep on moving.
With his foot on the gas and his guitar behind him, Sam headed west, settling in Los Angeles. He bartended. He built furniture. He recorded his third album, this time with multi-instrumentalist Brian Whelan of Dwight Yoakam fame, and hit the road, playing shows in and around Los Angeles and across the U.S.
Write. Record. Repeat.
He recently teamed up with producer Dan Long at Head West Studios, where he gave life to a handful of new songs drawn from his heart, his eyes, and the dusted desert air that now surrounds him.
Sam’s sound is inspired by his roots, his travels, his philosophy, his intentions, and his experiences—both tangible and intangible. See. Feel. Listen—a faint whisper, a sonic boom—Sam pulls all in, and lets all out.
LA native Mara Connor’s new duet with Langhorne Slim “Someone New” was named one of Rolling Stone’s “10 Best Country and Americana Songs to Hear Now” (along with Mavis Staples and Lukas Nelson). Her first single/video “No Fun” was also lauded in Rolling Stone (as a “Song You Need to Know” and in their “This Week in Music” column with Neil Young and St. Vincent) and named Buzzbands‘ “No. 1 Favorite Song of 2018.” Both songs were recorded in East Nashville with Andrija Tokic (Alabama Shakes). She just made her SXSW debut and was called one of the “12 best up-and-coming artists at SXSW” by Chicago Tribune.
“Southern California singer-songwriter Mara Connor pays tribute to her roots with her delightfully bright debut single, ‘No Fun.’ Connor recorded the track in Nashville, and tinges of country blend seamlessly with Sixties and Seventies beach-pop here. It’s a promising sign for this newcomer, and all that retro flavor never stops this song from sounding like right now.” — ROLLING STONE
There’s nothing wrong with Americana. Brian Whelan’s refrain on the opening track of Sugarland immediately lets you know what the singer, songwriter, producer, sideman, and all-around utility savant is all about. The song is cheeky, fast, and pulls no punches. There’s plenty of façade in Whelan’s Los Angeles, but that’s not what he’s here for. He’s here for the tunes.
If you’re a frequenter of the Cinema Bar in Culver City, no doubt you know the name Brian Whelan. As a young musician with half a boot still in USC’s music program, Whelan found the bar, found his people, and found his scene. Further down the line, you’ve come across him shredding GOE Sundays at The Echo in Echo Park, singing originals that gets the packed room dancing as much as the covers he slays.
But the name was really made playing with country, rock, and Americana stars, such as Houston’s own Mike Stinson, Nashville roots godfather Jim Lauderdale, and Los Angeles rocker Chris Shiflett. Whelan put his unmistakable mark on the national scene as the prolific sideman behind urban cowboy Dwight Yoakam, playing guitar, keys, pedal steel, and anything else that was required or requested. From budding fan to established keystone, Whelan is now at the center of that Los Angeles Americana scene he discovered years ago.
Perhaps the most interesting quality in Whelan is the one not hidden, but bleeding through every second of the 33-minute Sugarland: earnestness. It’s a trait Los Angeles is bereft of; a town that wrings the optimism out of every heartland kid with an eye on the screen or a guitar in the trunk of that car that carried them west. The driving guitar riffs, the soaring vocals, and the love-fueled lyrics that define Whelan’s solo songwriting endeavors aren’t contrived; they don’t come from a flavor of the week proclamation on pitchfork or the current Coachella lineup. Brian Whelan can do a lot of things, but there are two things he won’t do – boring and bullshit.