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Listings are
in the opposite order of appearance: headliner is listed at the top,
next is the support band(s),
and the last band listed is the opener.
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Saturday
March 15 2014 8:30PM doors -- music at 9:30PM ••• 21 AND OVER $10 in advance / $12 at the door We Became Owls webecameowls.com/ alt bluegrass country folk decker. deckermusic.org/ desert folk rock band TaughtMe Blake Henderson taughtme.com/ folk indie lyrical singer-songwriter We Became Owls Andrew Blair and Ross Warner. -From Oakland, California. -We Became Owls is the collective musical expression of East Bay natives Andrew Blair (vocals, guitar) and Ross Warner (mandolin, accordion, harmonica, lap steel guitar, electric guitar) with a rotating and ever changing group of supporting elements, most recently being Robin Ward (cello), Scott Manke (banjo, dobro, percussion), Sigal Sahar (stand up bass), Katie Schlesinger (piano, banjo, vocals), and Audrey Baker and Jessica Reimche (backup vocals). Blair and Warner grew up blocks away from each other, writing and listening to music since middle school. They are inspired by songs that make you feel. decker. Brandon Decker and Kelly Cole. -From Sedona, Arizona. -Soldiering through the near-calamity of a rollover accident while on tour in California, the band is a now tight unit of melody, atmosphere, and space; not merely the brainchild of songwriter Brandon Decker. Decker crafts songs which find profundity in their naked sincerity. Not quite rock, not quite folk, the acoustic-based psychedelic Americana balladry draws upon a variety of influences; from Leonard Cohen to Tom Waits, from Cat Power to PJ Harvey. Yet in the end, his music is unique and uniquely him, and that is the offering. TaughtMe Blake Henderson and various new hands. -From San Francisco, California. -Musal struggles of Utah native Blake Henderson, who over the past decade has released 4 albums and toured the US and Europe. His work is characterized by a raw human-ness and dramatic urgency, while themes of guilt and innocence pervade. |
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