The Lonely H

Swaddled tight in the electrified buckskin of their classic rock-n-roll forefathers, our four Washington braves set out to blanket America in a hot winter blizzard. Don’t be fooled by the silk strands tucked behind their ears: what the maps don’t tell you is that all-night drives make for better lives, deer come out of nowhere, and what parents don’t know (night after night) won’t kill them. The Lonely H spent their graduation summer [2007] touring coast-to-coast in support of their new record and got a glimmer of the mission they were born to undertake. Tour is a magical place where every stage, no matter how high, is a new opportunity to deliver the goods. Armed with melodies that sound like letters to Penthouse etched on colored vinyl, the band lifted, lightened, and gave rise to every technical challenge. Bulletins started coming in over the wire from fans and bloggers [MSNBC, The New York Post, CMJ]. So, from Memphis to Manhattan went pockets full of picks, licks, pianos, and the living-loving swagger that has happily intoxicated the Pacific Northwest the last few years. Thanks to these starlit marauders, Port Angeles can sometimes sound like the good parts of 19... more...