They bring… Backpacks full of road songs, battered acoustics and no name electrics, banjo and country bass and fiddle, mandolin, harmonica, foot stomps and old time singing, straight from the gut, the fist and the heart… They believe in… kicks and sadness, heartbreak and hope, 12 bar blues and 12 round rock’n’roll, fistfights and dust, road songs and trains, justice and freedom, holding it up and putting it down, that long lonesome sound, the river rise, the gospel plow, scratches and skips, static and hum, bleeding fingers and beating hearts, pages and type, ink and lead, rain on tin, iron and wood, 33 and a third, 45, 78, boots on the floor, dirt in the cracks, guts, harmony melody and soul, thinking and walking, the road and the lines between, closed signs and flickering lights, nightfall and sunrise ...
To listen to the Eastern visit www.myspace.com/theeasternfamily
