I’ve been in a serious country mood lately, listening to Hank Williams, Merle Haggard, and the like. For some reason I’ve just had a hankering for listening for music that stays close to its roots, puts things plainly and simply, and manages to convey a ton of emotion in tiny little packages. This hankering led to me to seek out some new music that has the same qualities, and that search led me to The Pines.
To be fair, I don’t think you’d call the music The Pines make country, but country is certainly part of it. It’s not blues either, though blues certainly figures into it. It takes those two roots and adds in something that sounds a little more modern, yet doesn’t lose the genuine feeling that one associates with those two genres.
The story of how The Pines came to be is a little unusual. The Pines are two Iowa natives, David Huckfelt and Benson Ramsey. But they didn’t meet in Iowa. They met in a Mexican neighborhood in Arizona. Then they moved to Minneapolis. Maybe it’s this journey that allows the pair to sound distinctly American without falling into a specific region.
The Pines just released their fourth album, Tremelo, and it’s about to be in heavy rotation on my iPod.
The album’s opener features all sorts of goodness: slow-picked acoustic guitar, slide guitar, brushed drums, and lyrics about the fall of man. Sounds good to me.
“Lonesome Tremolo Blues”
How great is the name of this song? Seriously. Even if it sucked I would have put it here. Fortunately it doesn’t.
I can’t find any videos of these guys. If anyone can help drop me a line (my email’s at the bottom of the page).
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