A Conversation with Hiding Places

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Alec Peyton

Late last year, the ugly hug had the honor of featuring a new single called “Crown of Tin” by the Asheville/Brooklyn group Hiding Places. The first time I listened to that song, linked to its protected SoundCloud file, I was pressed up to the window of the express train from Chicago headed to my hometown of Aurora, IL. As the train pulled in, exhausted from its own journey, I immediately called my best friend of seventeen years – not necessarily to discuss the song, but to shoot the shit as we haven’t done for a while. He brought up this game that we made up when we were ten called “Bob” – a tag style game that included a museum and a tour guide who was in cahoots with a monster named, predictably, Bob. The tour guide, creating a cohesive exhibition of our woody backyards, would give us a tour that inevitably led the unsuspecting gallery goers to Bob’s hiding spot. Then all hell would break loose. Caught up in the movement, a combination of the loose direction my life was headed, the staunch unpredictability of the locomotive’s lurches and the eerie familiarity I absorbed from “Crown of Tin”, hearing my friend’s voice again was the liable push towards contentment that I didn’t know I needed.

Today, Hiding Places have released their third EP, titled Lesson, off of the independent Brooklyn-based label HATE TO QUIT. Since forming, the band has cultivated and perfected a unique blend of hushed folk melodies along with the crushing subtlety of Elephant 6 style production across two EPs and a handful of one off singles; taking a cult classic poise amongst the most taught folk knots and rock n’ roll softies alike. As they have come to release these new songs, most of which were recorded in London at Angel Studios, Lesson reflects on the teetering compromises of adulthood, showing a young band embracing their imaginative and collaborative spirit to confront the duality of getting older, both through immense individuality and as a excitingly new and creative group.

Cover art: Matthew Reed (TV Beaches) and Kristen Kershaw

As a three piece, made of Audrey Keelin Walsh (guitar/vox), Henry Cutting (drums) and Nicholas Byrne (guitar/vox/synths), Hiding Places’ initial lore comes from UNC Chapel Hill’s student-run radio, WXYC. Their story, to be told through the style of on-air lingo; DJ Arts + Crafts (Byrne) and DJ Silicon Based Life Form (Cutting) needed a photographer for a party they were throwing, to which they found DJ Tidy (Walsh) in the radio listserv. Quickly building a professional relationship – strict artistic business – they inevitably became good friends, and, soon enough, Byrne was offering to record some of the demos that Walsh had been piecing together. With the addition of Cutting on drums, the three recorded and eventually released Homework and Heartbreak Skatepark as the first Hiding Places singles in 2021. 

Since leaving Chapel Hill in recent years, the members of Hiding Places have never lived in the same place at one time. While Byrne and Cutting moved to Brooklyn, Walsh stayed in North Carolina before heading to London to study abroad. “It definitely is an adjustment,” Cutting was the first to admit. “You get used to a lifestyle where you’re hanging with these people all the time and then they leave.” Going long distance, a struggle enough for young lovers migrating to different colleges, it is a profound geographic feat of sorts for a young band honor-bound to create something genuine and collaborative. Though they make the most of it; planning to write and record in quick trips to predetermined destinations, something in which Walsh considers to have only enhanced their creative relation; “there’s the intentionality, and the comfort, and this element of trust that happens that is just so rare,” they articulate sincerely. Managing that kind of creative relationship, though any relationship for that matter, distance – as Walsh continues, “just reflects a commitment to each other. A commitment to knowing what we are hearing, what we have to say, and being curious about what we each have to say.”

Photo by Alec Peyton

That sentiment rings true as Hiding Places has only ever functioned as a fully collaborative group, dividing amongst them royalties, recording say and especially writing responsibilities – utilizing three different perspectives for each and every project. While living separately offers a unique and sequential opportunity for individuality, the band has come to embrace the perspectives of localization into a cohesive synthesis of style and story. “I feel like for the entire existence of Hiding Places we’ve had geographical influences from multiple places at the same time,” Byrne says, continuing, “I think that has allowed us to really explore different kinds of sounds as far as how they relate to our daily lives.” While Wash was in London, recalling, “I got to see a lot of local artists who made music that sounded much more grim than the local music of the South that I had grown up going to see,” at the same time, Byrne and Cutting were experiencing their first harsh New York winter – northern environmental standards when vitamin D deficiency feels like seasonal betrayal; “I just wasn’t used to feeling sad in that way;” Byrne admits. 

Lesson, as a whole, does have a much darker, much more contemplative deliverance than past projects, leaning into more serious topics of fate, grief and the the new responsibilities that come with aging. Though, the band’s approach has not changed. What sticks out in a Hiding Places song is the ability to comprehensively build upon a perception, pinpointing the exact feelings that sprout in our gut rather than force it’s hand to be present. For instance,  “after image” was written by Byrne during that first winter in New York. In its nature, the track plays with the idea of stillness as the guitars flurry down in uncoordinated patterns like snowfall on a windless night whilst Byrne and Walsh’s harmonies grow and deplete like a series of deep breaths – a clear play of dynamism built with trust and accents built from pure addiction. The title track “Lesson” blooms from an outburst of love and genuine benevolence, as an overt sense of warmth ebbs and flows where it sees fit (reminiscent of songs like “Sun Was” and “Skatepark Heartbreak”). The track soon revolts into a second act; grim, dynamic and hopeless as Walsh witnesses joy, so distant through the lens of grief and vice versa. The band doesn’t see it as a depressing matter, but rather an opening to new opportunities of expression, as Walsh responds, “feeling allowed to make sad music, or to make music that is honest and runs the whole landscape of emotions is very cool,” they say, before finishing, “I feel like we are kind of low key going in an Evanescence direction in some sort of way;” said only half jokingly.

At the time of our call, Walsh was currently diving into the novel, Lapvona, the most recent work of author Ottessa Moshfegh – notorious for the light reading material of My Year of Rest and Relaxation. Taking place in a corrupt medieval fiefdom, Walsh explains, “in the book, humans use imagination to lie, steal, murder and do really hurtful things.” But to their point, they share, “imagination is a gift that as a human I have the privilege to access, one that my dog does not have in the same way, so I might as well use it for something good.” With everything that Walsh finds creatively moldable, whether that be songs, stories, photographs, the arts and the crafts, even their doodled car has become synonymous with the band’s image. With this rich and lovely DIY aesthetic blended with hints of fantasy and natural exploration, there is a pure wonderment that the band omits. On the track “Elephant Key”, the story explores the capacities of different animals’ self agency while also referring to Walsh’s own accountability as a human. There is no thought of what is realistic or probable, playing with references to a “fish king” and a clairvoyant elephant, but Walsh’s approach to songwriting isn’t based in the grips of reality, but how far can we utilize imagination to push the novel feelings and experiences, those singular to being human, into a more comfortable place of understanding?  

“Crown of Tin” was written in 2019 during Walsh’s first year at Chapel Hill. The song spent years being recorded and scrapped, just never feeling to have been done justice. Until Cutting suggested using the original vocal and guitar demos that Walsh had made underneath their lofted dorm bed, it may still have never been completed. But in its finalized form, it’s a simple track, a meandering verse to verse style, as Walsh narrates their experience with homesickness. It’s not a song that grapples with being physically alone, but more of drifting through a changed environment; new people, places, and things that haven’t been defined yet. But that simplicity of production allows the demo tracks to excel in their significance, as Walsh expresses, “I think that the sentimentality behind it is very much rooted in honoring the exploration and the wonder that comes from just realizing that you can make something.”

On its own, “Crown of Tin” is a lullaby of Walsh’s own vocation; setting boundaries between real expectations unmet and those that we create – made to be resourceful to our wellbeing. “I have been thinking a lot recently about how most of my emotions either fall under joy or grief in some form, and usually at the same time,” Walsh explains. “Often if I am angry, I am grieving an expectation I imagined.” It’s not out of convenience or habit that these feelings arise, but an effort to revert back to a sense of self that feels in control.  The opening verse of the song sets the scene; “Counting down the seasons till I see you again/Winter is me singing in my room it never ends/Taking a short dance under the sun when I can/Going on some picnics with all of my new friends”, a relic of a blushed and lonely reality of a first year student. As the song comes to an end though, the last verse takes a turn; “I wanna live inside a cabin or a tent/Animals will smile at me, will make conversation/I’ll climb trees and look around and wear my crown of tin”. 

As I sat with this song for a few days, overwhelmed with this stunning sense of nostalgia it left me with, I was reminded of my childhood bedroom that I shared with my two younger brothers; three parallel twin beds – every night in the fashion of a structured summer camp (or juvie) – as my mom read us the book, Where the Wild Things; not intimidated to use the grumbly voices, but rather encouraged by her three baby boys. Maurice Sendak, the author and illustrator of that book once described, “children do live in fantasy and reality; they move back and forth very easily in a way we no longer remember how to do.” To get older, when imagination isn’t just for kids, but extended to those who have to live by the rules of capitalism, heartbreak, apartment leases, catalytic converters, sell-by dates and homesickness, why not make the reality of it all just a little bit easier? “[Crown of Tin] was a very momentous song for me,” Walsh conveys with sincere recognition. “It was the first song that I recorded on my own and it’s a reminder to myself that the reason I like to make music is because I like to explode my imagination everywhere.” As simple as that. 

At the time that this piece is published and Lesson is pushed out into the wild, Walsh will have moved and settled down in Brooklyn, joining Byrne and Cutting; all together for the first time in a handful of years. “We’re excited about increasing the pace in which we’re writing and recording and releasing songs,” Byrne says. “I think we’re in a really good position to do that because we’ve already figured out how to collaborate when it was much more difficult.” With more songs already recorded, full band shows in the works and the excitement of just being together again, it could be safe to assume that Hiding Places is just getting started, yet it feels like they are already so timeless. 

Lesson also features Anthony Cozzarelli (bass/guitar/vox), Malik Jabati (saxophone on “Lesson”), Lucas F Jordan (flute on “Elephant Key”) and Frankie Distani (clarinet on “Elephant Key”).

Related: Hiding Places | “Crown of Tin”

hemlock | “garbage truck” Music Video Premiere

Written by Shea Roney

Album cover by Camille Delaune

hemlock is the swamp-raised and untethered (Chicago / LA / Texas) project of Carolina Chauffe who, as of today, is celebrating the two year anniversary of their album, talk soon. To commemorate the anniversary, hemlock, alongside Ghost Mountain Records, is announcing the release of a limited pressing of talk soon for the first time ever on vinyl as well as a new music video for the song “garbage truck”.

With a brush of gradual guitar, Chauffe begins, “I’ve always been so afraid of the things I can’t control / Like accepting that you couldn’t stay, and the sound of the garbage truck.” This line, opening the song “garbage truck” with a gentle admission, sets both tone and desire in the wake of a relationship while also putting weight on the things that feel inevitable. As the track goes on, with a steady heartbeat behind flourishing instrumentation, the music begins to drive with purpose – Chauffe admitting with sincerity, “I wanna be a better person to you.” 

Two years after its original release, “garbage truck” only feels stronger in its deliverance, both towards its confessional imperfections and the confident strides of growth that hemlock has so genuinely crafted in their career. “I’ve always been so afraid of the things I can’t control,” Chauffe repeats one last time, before affirming, “But I am not bound to make the mistakes I did before.” With accountability, reassigning the things that we can control, soon, the conditioned racket of the garbage truck outside begins to feel less harsh in its composition – our unfavorable habits are no more foundational to who we are as is the stuff that is hauled away every week by that same darn truck. 

To celebrate the two year anniversary today, hemlock has shared a DIY made music video for “garbage truck” compiled of footage shot back in 2021. With a bike basket full of flowers, Chauffe rides around the city of Chicago in hopes to hand out the beautiful bundles to the people at the helm of these dynamic machines. You can watch the full video for “garbage truck” premiering here on the ugly hug today.

The limited double LP pressing of talk soon is pressed on coke bottle clear vinyl. It also contains the bonus track, “Monarch” added in its original intended position on the track list. Side D has an etch designed by Carolina Chauffe. You can preorder the vinyl on hemlock’s bandcamp or at Ghost Mountain Records.

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A Conversation with Bats

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by John Fiorentino

“Got home safe / Puttin on tea / Thanks for working on this with me,” Awh sings, almost instinctively; a clear marking – an endcap – no matter how fleeting this moment of calm may seem, there is a sort of closure at hand. This line, as simple as it is, opens the song, “Heart Container”, provoking a story to be told, while simultaneously closing out the album Good Game Baby. The song is an emotionally fostered and well rounded meander through a precarious heart; not necessarily in the right – nor the wrong for that matter. But as the song is escorted to its end, it becomes embedded within a collage of handpicked sounds and field recordings, some familiar, some unknown to us listeners. But the familiarity, although derived from the ethos of nostalgia, adds depth to where we stand; revisiting with a new perspective matured through time and experience to understand the full story. 

Jess Awh is the gentle and vivid voice behind the band Bats, who, as of today, has just self-released her third LP, Good Game Baby. Following 2022’s Blue Cabinet, Bats has built a reliable reputation as a sincere lens into Awh’s own growing pains and intimate reflections. Good Game Baby is no different, with her tongue and cheek lyricism, hyper specific anecdotes and country music roots, the album weaves through pop facets and responsive traditions of storytelling to piece together a cohesive and sincere profile of the writer at hand. But as Awh reflects on the past, taking stock of genealogical traits, destructive patterns and influential circumstances, there is deliverance in her fractured timeline, blending nostalgia with confessionals as she looks back on how far she has come.

Album Art by Jess Awh

When it comes to recording, skills she has been sprouting since high school, Awh admits, “when I am outside of my own space I feel pressure to act a different way, and then it just never ends up coming out right.” So instead, with help from some friends, Awh turned her Nashville home into a live-in studio, taking advantage of the whole space being of her own. Weaving mics through the entire house – each room dedicated to a specific function; “the drums were in the living room. We had guitar amps in closets and in the bathroom, and we even recorded some of the record outside on the front porch.” As the time came to capture the valuable structure of Good Game Baby, “the whole band took a week off of work to have a little staycation and coop up in my house,”  Awh recalls with giddy likeness – familiar with the importance of slumber parties as a kid. “We made breakfast together every morning, and then we would just get to work. It was very non-traditional and very relaxed and communal. That’s how I like to run the band.” 

In turn to the accessible environment, Good Game Baby is a collection of songs that don’t sacrifice development due to comfortability, but rather find Bats taking on new sonic risks, while still propping up what makes Awh’s writing so special to begin with. Songs like “Going For Oysters”, “Are you like me?” and “Finger on the Tear” are dedicated to slinging guitar solos and more brash compositions than before, adding a dynamic intensity to Awh’s cunning melodies and cutthroat lyrics. Songs like “Sand Time Machine” and  “Oh My God”, melodically fragile and willfully poignant,  blend steel guitar, synthesizers and lo-fi drum tracks – a smooth blend of nostalgic rust and indie charm that has become the beating heart of the Bats sound. In all, Good Game Baby finds Awh taking the project from the early bedroom bandcamp days to a full band operation. “I’ve always wanted to make rock music ever since I started writing songs,” she recalls. “I could always hear full arrangements for them, but I just didn’t really have the resources, so this record really feels like a full realization of what I have always wanted Bats to sound like.”

Most of what Good Game Baby is based around thematically is Awh’s experience of growing up in the fast paced and self destructive city of Nashville, Tennessee. Besides leaving for school in New York, Awh has spent her whole life calling the “Athens of the South” her home. As a kid, “I grew up listening to 90s and 2000s mainstream country radio,” she shares; a notion that comes with the territory. “Being surrounded by that really potent pop and melody forward music taught me how to write the stuff that I like to write.” Too big for its own good, though, Nashville has become one of the fastest growing cities in the US. In search of sharing the authentic country music experience, it has fallen into years of demolition and rebuilding, as Awh watched the place that she grew to love become unrecognizable in virtue. Favorite businesses boarded up, parks left to their own efforts, restaurants’ Proust effect too overbooked to even experience; “Bats songs often have an undertone of being about the gentrification that I observe in Nashville,” she says with notable discomfort. “I feel that it runs parallel to my own experience of getting older and changing and grieving what used to be.”

Photo by Abby Johnson

“I think a lot of the turmoil of my early and mid twenties is represented by this desire to be able to identify myself,” she adds, “which is something that becomes harder when you don’t feel like you’re really situated in a place that is constant.” Touching upon stories of death, ambiguous love, losing friends, starting drugs, stopping drugs and terms of sincere guilt and ego, as a narrator, Awh’s defiance in change becomes crucial in experiencing Good Game Baby as a whole. “For some reason I’ve always tried to invite situations that are a little bit on the fringes of society,” she suggests – “a little bit unsafe.” Whether to do with dating an older man, cyclical substance abuse, breaking clarified distance or just simply profiteering self destruction, there is weight in reference that Awh releases in every song. Although it’s not easy to do, when done sincerely, “writing helps me confirm that I’m still me,” she expresses with an appreciative smile. “I’m still here trying my own experiences, putting them on paper and recording them. It helps me to contextualize myself.”

The track “Queen song we will rock you”, a cheeky name Awh will admit, begins to initiate an end to the record – bringing the heart of reflection into the forefront. “Grandpa died standing upright on two feet /  Listening to Queen’s song we will rock you on repeat,” she sings with a soft yet forward delivery. “I would say it’s the most important song to me on the record, just because it provides a framework for understanding the rest of the lyrics on the album.” As is used, “We Will Rock You”, the bold and anthemic battle song, becomes self protruded when facing death, as Awh admits, “my family as a whole has this quality of taking the hard way through life and never really being able to give up or compromise their efforts,” leading to, “this realization that it’s in my blood to get up and try again no matter how many times I get fucked.” 

Going back to the final track on the album, “Heart Container”, although it is not the beginning of Awh’s story per se, in the process she shares, “I have a desire to contextualize my life narrative as a thread that I can follow from beginning to end, even though in reality it’s not always so linear.”  It can be found when blending together a story of a momentary relationship with the wistful sound effects from the cherished game, Legend of Zelda; as parting as a song about death introduced with voice memos from inside a favorite childhood restaurant; as defining as crippling self agency in a fleeting home like Nashville, Tennessee. Starting at the end of a story can give an artist some leverage; with expectations set, the rest of the time is spent filling in the holes that piece together a cohesive and resonating character. “I think juxtaposing my own history with my own present to tell a story of myself is a way to make it all make sense,” she says with a matured confidence. When dealing with a fractured timeline, jumping back and forth in its construction, there is an emotional emphasis brought on by hindsight and inevitable growth that resonates in this depth. But through her deliverance, blending these two narrative paths, there is closure that Awh demonstrates so affably of how things have been and an understanding of where they may go from here.

“Good game”, a form of etiquette passed around at the end of competitions, is meant to acknowledge the effort put in by an opponent. “Good game, baby”, a more personalized message, has a similar effect, yet less diluted by expectational manners. As the album enters the world, a physical project to face, Awh admits, “I think I’m actually a really well adjusted person in real life. Pretty happy and pretty peaceful in the day to day now,” before letting out a laugh, “I know this isn’t really what you’re supposed to say as an artist, so it sounds a little funny.” Through the turmoil and change, familiarity and rooted pleasures, Awh’s demeanor not only rounds out such an intimate and stylistically absorbing record, but marks impressive personal strides and victories as well; deserving of a pat on the back; a rewarding cup of tea; a good game well played. 

Bats will be playing an Album Release show at Third Mans Record’s Blue Room March 1st, 2024. They will also be joining Bendigo Fletcher for a few supportive shows April 12 – 18. Listen to Good Game Baby now on all streaming platforms.

Helenor | “Tattoo” Single Release

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Kevin Spies

Helenor, the Brooklyn-based bedroom project of David DiAngelis, has just announced his sophomore album, A public place, due April 12 via New York’s Mtn. Laurel Recording Co. To commemorate that announcement, he has also released a new single, called “Tattoo”, the third single released in this cycle. Helenor has become well established in his own world, growing into a cathartic storyteller – his retro stylings bringing life’s predicaments into a beautiful simmer of unique warmth and clever complexion. Leaning into the melody, “Tattoo” is as casual as it is sincere to its inevitable influence; a charming and personal sentiment shifting under the weight of permanence.  

As DiAngelis tells the story, “this song is about the first time I gave a tattoo on the kitchen floor of a house party in the South Shore of Massachusetts.” With no prior experience and a new tattoo gun, DiAngelis took on requests, defying his own and everyone else’s expectations – prompting a request from a stranger who they never saw again. With no intention of releasing the song, “Tattoo” finds Helenor at his most relaxed, brought back into the ambiance of that small house party, pushing the sound of comfortable nostalgia into his novel and alluring style. 

Photo by RlyBlonde

The track begins with the static plucking of strings, unbeknownst, holding its breath until Helenor sets the scene and letting waves of synths form its shape. “You can’t take it back / I gave you a tattoo on that floor” he sings, accepting reality from the very first line – a moment initiated with bona fide trust or maybe inebriated confidence. But, leaning into a rejuvenated chorus that feels reformed with its every return, Helenor embodies this magical camaraderie that comes with something as personal as getting a tattoo and as gratifying as showing it off.

Accompanied by a DIY music video, “Tattoo” is patchworked together by a montage of smiling faces, each sharing their numerous tattoos to the camera. The ranging art stylings and image choices are a glimpsing personification into who these people are. To DiAngelis, they are friends, coworkers, and bandmates, but to the rest of us, these strangers admirably show us a piece of themselves that they visibly carry with them. Mixed into the video, DiAngelis’ deadpan candor narrates the story from the reflection of a tiny mirror. As it travels around the city, emulating a tiny DiAngelis in relation to his entirety, he shows us all a small piece of himself as well – taking it along with him everywhere he goes.

You can stream “Tattoo” on all platforms as well as preorder the limited vinyl pressing of A perfect place and other Helenor merch.

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A Conversation with Nisa

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Will Oliver

“You’re an expectation, I’m another night wasted on the outline,” a phrase lured in by a steady electric guitar and opening “Smokescreen” with no objection. As a whole, Nisa’s latest single is relentless; blending lush tenacity and the epitome of a catchy pop hook – making for a playful song of hesitation and emotional contusions. “I was stuck in a loop of repetitive behavior and somehow also expecting to feel different,” Nisa says about the song. “After a while, it started to weigh on me. In order to get out of one, I had to admit that I was prone to harmful patterns.” Along with the previously released pair of singles, “Vertigo” and “Currents”, Nisa says, “a lot of what these songs are about is a struggle to form a coherent sense of identity with all of the intersecting pieces of me.” These songs are abrasive and at times overwhelming, but from the heart, it comes together as Nisa’s melody matures into something to long for; an anticipation to break all expectations. 

Nisa is the budding solo project of Nisa Lumaj, who, as of today, has just shared her new single, “Smokescreen”. With three singles released in this cycle, Nisa has also just announced her first full length album, Shapeshifting, due April 26 via Portland’s Tender Loving Empire Records. Nisa has crafted a career out of skies-the-limit songs, such as the cold-blooded rocker “Cold” (2021) and the glittery gaze of “Exaggerate” (2022), performing with such contagious angst that is leveled out by self reflection. Now coming up to her most cohesive project to date, Shapeshifting carries its name sake in both sonic explorations and narrative feats, as Nisa writes from the freights of a moving identity; one that is no longer fitting – while in line – the next is not yet attainable. 

Born to Albanian immigrants, Nisa is a native New Yorker, preoccupying the boroughs of Manhattan, the Bronx, and currently residing in Brooklyn. Growing up and blending a bilingual household with the love of culture, both inherited and found, “I really felt like I had a foot in each continent,” Nisa conveys with recognition. With traditional folk music as the backdrop of her childhood, there was a drawn-out introduction to English-speaking pop music as she began to explore New York and the many artistic facets that hide in every corner. “When I started to play guitar I decided I was not going to focus on this [cultural] part of my musical identity,” admitting, “I hadn’t heard pop music yet, or anything of that beyond the radio.” Stimulated by this new music, and the wide definition thereof, “I was gonna explore what’s new,” Nisa recalls with excitement.

But with everything she has experienced, Nisa mentions, “the older I get, the more I appreciate my parent’s background.” Even in times spent dancing around despondency, there is an acknowledgement that her familial roots will always be a part of her; inevitably offering an angle when piecing herself together. “I do feel really attached to that part of my identity,” she reassures. Even in her musical world, Nisa admits, “the woes of being an indie musician, like the stress of financial security, doesn’t even begin to cover their hardships and experiences. I am very grateful to have that perspective.”

Photo by Rhianna Hajduch

Nisa is still a fairly new player to the Brooklyn scene, having released her first EP, Guilt Trip, in 2021. But in that short amount of time, with memorable live shows and a few more releases in the mix, Nisa has found a comfortable environment to cultivate her own. With each EP falling in love with a fresh sonic build up, discovering and defining new styles has become an exciting challenge for Nisa to venture into her songwriting. “I think working on a project-to-project basis has helped me keep a through line – that is, sounding like me without labeling me garage pop or something like that.” With much delight, embracing fuzzed out power chords, glittery sedation, theatrical art leaps, glitchy electronica – all with the subtlety of folk construction underneath, there ought to be celebration for remaining consistent in ever shifting environments. 

The paired singles, “Vertigo” and “Currents”, released at the end of 2023, take a leap of faith together, not only into a tender subject, but into structural truancy as well. “The songs don’t really sound like something specific that I wanted to reference,” Nisa admits. “It’s just kind of what happened that day we were recording.” With production help from Ronnie DiSimone (Ritual Talk, Annika Bennett), Nisa shares, “we were kind of trying to convince ourselves that once we made it and it was out, we no longer had control over it.” As an incentive, control (or the contrary) can be a life support for a songwriter; especially one who so trustingly wears their heart on their sleeve. “I think understanding that you relinquish control in making something,” Nisa ponders, when a song is out, “there’s nothing you can do to change it. You’ve already said what you have to say and that can be really empowering.” As brutal as releasing a piece of yourself can be, acknowledging that there will always be anxieties; a standard rotation of expectations and critiques – “I think just reframing it for yourself has been the best way for me,” Nisa expresses with appreciable confidence. 

In all, the amount of stylings Nisa embodies in no way feels like a chore – more rejuvenated by the movement – flowing naturally with the through line of her interior sentiments and emotional reverence. The new group of singles are sonically contrasting, thorough in their own ways, but aren’t necessarily that different as accomplices in Nisa’s overall narrative. “They were definitely written during a period of transition,” she shares, continuing, “the intersecting pieces of me didn’t feel composite.” Fractured in time with the basic experience of getting older, there is no clear answer to Nisa’s turmoil, but there is a blunt and habitual flow to these songs that rely on their combative differences and sincere nature to define an honest spectrum of mending; a balance that is always worth the wait. 

With “Smokescreen” now out and Shapeshifting announced to a growing crowd, Nisa’s natural movements continue to push past expectations, both of the audience and of her own. For a project brought to life through hesitations and tender impressions, Nisa’s music grows out of this natural hunch and appealing confidence that she has spent years forming for herself. As identity goes, there is no saying when you have accomplished such an accountable idea of self, but with all the facets that Nisa has emboldened in her world, it is undeniable who she is as an artist. “I have always made what I want to make,” she says, clearly in direction towards our conversation, but the reflection in her voice lets it hang out in the open – to stay there. “I think if you keep doing that full steam ahead, you’re never gonna question yourself.”

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A Conversation with Emma Ayzenberg

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Spruce Bohen

I think one humorous aspect of history, in regards to the world of psychology, is the extended quarrel and inevitable fall out between psychiatrists Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung. We all know of Freud’s work; those little round glasses and clean goatee have become synonymous with the complexities of the human psyche and the way we study it. What started as a mentorship, Jung had a theory that contradicted the fundamentals of Freud’s work. In a blend of the conscious and subconscious levels, Jung looked for a way to define the concept of the authentic self entirely, acknowledging that not everything could be explained through sex and aggression. Destined to understand each barrier that stood in the way, one of Jung’s biggest contributions was the shadow; our own repressed ideas, weaknesses, desires, and instincts. To accommodate the shadow and blend any disharmony it caused would theatrically find copious amounts of comfort in an individual’s psyche. 

L.A.-based singer-songwriter, Emma Ayzenberg, has a natural inventiveness to telling her story. As a songwriter, rooted in its narration and instinctive storylines, her writing has never been one to stray away from digging – especially in regards to her own psyche. On a new four song EP titled iron mountain, Ayzenberg accommodates her own shadow, all of the unsavory depths, in the hopes of finding some comfort in herself. Each song, each a step in personal defiance, covers four strongly different topics. But as a collective and cohesive project, these songs are no more different; calloused, intimidating, and all oddly beneficial with its blend of personal amnesty and forgiveness. Just finishing up a rehearsal, Ayzenberg took the time to call me up to talk about iron mountain; her journey of bringing trauma to the forefront in search of defining her authentic self. 

Photo by Aubrey Trinnamen

At the end of 2021, Ayzenberg joined a songwriting class instructed by producer and musician, Luke Temple (Art Feynman). Upon that, he helped produce some of the early renditions that laid the groundworks for iron mountain. “He came in for a couple days and we just played a bunch of songs that I had written – all live. I had never really done that before and I was really scared,” she shares. Inevitably, “I just went with it,” opening up a new way to approach songwriting in grander terms. “I’m such a control freak, it’s insane, so it’s truly pushing me to not be.” Reflecting on the time in the studio, she says, “you just allow yourself to capture the moment that you’re in, rather than trying to curate the whole thing.” Also credited with production help is Carly Bond (Meernaa), who’s stylistic knack offered some of the EP’s most animated performances. “I had shown the recordings to Carly, and she was like, ‘I really see strings on these,’’’ Ayzenberg recalls, leading to the EP’s ultimate completion. 

iron mountain is a gripping sentiment – climactic with its lyrical flows, licked wounds and atmospheric supervision. But at its core, it’s a fragile piece of work. Becoming second nature to Ayzenberg, songwriting is a form of cathartic storytelling; trial and error; ebb and flow with its path of rapport and endurance. “I’ve realized that I have a bit of a delayed reaction with a lot of things,” she shares. “I fully process them and then it sort of just hits me that I’m ready to talk about it.” As an extremely personal endeavor; leading with focus, fixation, and reflection, Ayzenberg says, “I go in with an intention of wanting to see how I can portray this story.” Although seemingly narrated from a distance, iron mountain is a culmination of personal convictions, relying on her own patience to build upon an incredibly personal story. Whether it be a recurring dream after leaving a scary relationship  (“lucile”), pinpointing generational trauma (“iron mountain”), or the grander ineffectiveness of climate activism (“hero”), each song is credited to its own personal account.  

The title of the EP, as well as the namesake for the song “iron mountain”, comes from the English translation of her Polish name, Ayzenberg; a perfect fit – poetically – for a collection of songs wrapped around identity. But the weight that that name holds, both in the way she wields it as well as its very real history, reflects on her relationship with her grandfather, a Holocaust survivor, and the stories that she grew up listening to and learning from. Very open to discuss the song’s subject, Ayzenberg tells me, while growing up, “there were so many things that I was starting to believe about the world.” As she continued, her tone shifted in disbelief as she said, “I would hear my grandpa say the exact same things, and I would think to myself, ‘nothing that we’ve experienced in the entire world has been similar at all. How can I be this way?’” 

Spending years trying to understand the effects of this lineage, the idea of induced trauma passed down, Ayzenberg admits, “it didn’t start with me, it’s like you can inherit a worldview almost as a means of protection. I think that’s really what it is.”  A notable line from the song, “and he’ll never be saved/The genes of an optimist,” there comes a double edged sword; optimism as a form of comfort and rehabilitation, but can inevitably disguising real pain and trauma. “I mean, every family has trauma, and every family has stories like that,” Ayzenberg says, “so it’s like how can you perceive safety or tranquility?” As she has tried to move and work with the trauma, leading with inner monologues both inherited and through her own experiences, Ayzenberg has learned to lean on it, letting it establish full presence in her life.  

Photo by Aubrey Trinnamen

The EP comes to a close with “count the dreams”, growing from the roots of the hard ground it was planted in. The concept of the song was initially an assignment from Temple’s song writing class; to simply write a love song. Not in a relationship, Ayzenberg was stumped – a topic always easier when it’s physically present. Lost in the process, she kept asking herself, “why do I still not feel settled?” Having recently come out, “count the dreams” is more of a love letter to the process of growing, rather than any infatuation in particular; a love letter to her ever changing self and coming into her queerness. In its earnest opening, stacking lush vocals like overthinking layers of thought, Ayzenberg softly wanders around the phrase, “what if the way I stay is ever changing?” – a question asked, a question not necessarily answered, but to place in the parameters of a love song, she says, “I feel like I’m falling in love with this journey, for as silly as that sounds”.

That line in particular, “what if the way I stay is ever changing,” describes a new form of personal relation with one’s self. The idea of ever changing, something that is synonymous to the queer experience, is never a straight line; counterweighting both internal and external dialogues. “That’s how it is,” she says. “Catch me at 50 looking completely different.” But the song is a somber flow in a thick atmosphere and when asked why this approach felt right, Ayzenberg responds, “if we look at this as a sort of perpetually changing experience, then there is gonna be a lot of failure and a lot of mishaps.” She continues, “I so badly just want to be the person that knows I’m going to be fine and know who I am as a queer person, but I just don’t know yet.” Now able to sit with the finished song, she admits, “I have a hard time even calling that song a song, because it kind of feels like a poem or a little vignette,” a small piece of something so much larger. 

As iron mountain enters the world, already physically adapted to where it was meant to be, Ayzenberg shares, “I came to the conclusion that it’s really about the stories that shape you, even if they are all very different and very disconnected, but they all make sense in my mind” – a relic of what constitutes as her authentic “self”. The EP, for what it is, is divided into four stories – an accommodation, a voice, an acceptance, and finally a comfort to some of her most troubling bits. In classic Jungian fashion, Ayzenberg’s shadow becomes a guide, given the opportunity to say its piece. Soon the complex idea of a singular self begins to mold into a cohesive individual – in this case, a collection of beautifully structured and earnest songs. “That’s what being in your twenties is like – just making sense of who you are in the world,” she reclaims, “and I know that that is like one sixteenth of a fraction of who I really am.”

A Conversation with PACKS

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Eva Link

“Oh wait, one more fun thing,” Link gasps as she jumps up from the couch and quickly exits the frame of our Zoom call. Right before our chat, her band PACKS released their new single, “HFCS”, along with an accompanying music video. Self shot in Las Vegas with Link’s trademark fisheye lens, the music video is as dizzying as it is addictive; notably dead-on considering its environment. With a knack for charmingly clever music videos, Link embraces the concept of low-budgeteering into her own style of sharp simplicity and pure enjoyment. After a minute or two, she returns to the call screen with a huge grin and an enormous pair of spy goggles covering most of her head. Playing with the long magnifying extension, bringing out her right eyeball to unforeseeable proportions, she tells me that she is getting everything ready to shoot another video, this time spy themed, for the song, “Missy”. Set to play a daring spy and her counterpart arch villain with her awesome new prop, Link’s genuine excitement couldn’t be wavered. 

Madeline Link and PACKS have had a pretty productive past year. With the release of 2023’s Crispy Crunchy Nothing, PACKS redefined the bleak and mundane in the name of charming fixations and fuzzy rock sedation. On top of that was a month-long U.S. supporting tour with Brooklyn rockers, GEESE. Looking into 2024, after a mainland Europe tour, the Toronto band just released their highly anticipated second album within a year, titled Melt the Honey. On a break between tours, Link called me from her family’s home in Toronto, where we got a chance to catch up, discussing her first European tour, recording Melt the Honey, and the stories that she has strung along the way. 

The sound that PACKS has led over their career is a collaborative and textured style of unpolished garage rock, anti-folk and the barebones of pop exceptionalism – spread out within a controlled burn of fuzzed-out clamor. But before the formation of the band, it was just Link. “I was making music in high school by myself, and I was just writing because that’s what I wanted to do when I got home.”  Having played in a few bands with friends, as well as the jangly-pop duo, Triples, with her sister, Eva, Link was attuned with collaboration, but always placed an emphasis on a song’s personal and structural roots. Without a consistent band to play with, “I was writing songs so that I could perform them solo and they wouldn’t sound that different,” she tells me. But with the serendipitous addition of members Noah O’Neil (bass), Shane Hooper (drums) and Dexter Nash (lead guitar) to PACKS in 2021 allowed Link to comfortably take her vulnerable tunes into denser stylistic territories. With a great deal of trust, Links reiterates, “when I got the band, I would write the songs on my guitar, with maybe only a drum beat in mind, knowing that the guys would have really cool ideas for it”. 

With that all being said, that creative premise rang incredibly true when PACKS was billed to support Slow Pulp on a full European tour at the end of 2023. As our call was a week before her departure, Link tells me she was headed over to the mainland, not with her guys, but as a two piece; her boyfriend taking the role of programming drum beats. Looking beyond this hurdle and relishing in the excitement, Link comfortably admits, “this is closer to what PACKS originally sounded like” – acknowledging the leap to that early and vulnerable style she had planned for. “It’s cool, now that we’re practicing for the Europe set, to just hear that the songs can take on any form that they want to.” She continues, “the song can live as many lives as it wants.” When asked as to how she interprets these new formations without embellishment to their meaning, Link admits, “it comes from not really having too much of an iron grip on any of the elements of the song.” As a wide smirk crosses her face, she sneaks in, “variety is the spice of life.” 

Over a professionally tedious eleven day period, the band traveled down to Mexico City, rehearsing hours on end, to culminate what would eventually become Melt the Honey. From there, leaving behind the bustling center, the band took a bus to Xalapa, the capital city of Veracruz, and home of the notorious Casa Pulpa. Rumored to be commissioned by an ambitious grandmother as a place for her grandkids to play, the house, a cornerless entity, became a working home and studio for PACKS to record their new songs. As an architectural feat – an oddity – “It’s honestly a really dangerous place,” Link laughs, almost still in disbelief. “Me, Shane and Noah were sleeping on these platforms that were 14 feet above the concrete floors,” recalling the super tall echo chamber type rooms. “And then they have these poles that you take to get down. Or I think at least mine did, I don’t know if the other guys did,” she says, humored in the image of their gravitational struggle.

These anomalies – an intriguing combination of environmental and equipment failures – only led to what would be Melt the Honey’s greatest strength; its calloused individuality. With the utmost minimal recording equipment, Melt the Honey’s sound remains an established force, with each member’s personal aesthetic baked in. “We rented a drum kit from the only guy that rents drum kits in Xalapa, and we didn’t even use any clicks,” Link says. With the inclusion of various field recordings; a strong Xalapa storm, a love-tempered cat, recording goofs; Melt the Honey is a genuine relic of the time spent making it. “We just performed,” Link recalls. “I just played along for every take. It was a bit grueling after a while, but it was just a lot of fun.” 

Photo by Eva Link

Melt the Honey finds the band presenting their laurels in traditional PACKS pageantry – but where it differs from other PACKS projects is its unapologetic trust, both as a band as well as in Link’s personal life. As listeners, we can easily find resonance within a PACKS song – deliberate in relatability, wit and charm in the face of loneliness and personal bummers. But now face-to-face with the project, Link affirms, “it’s not like writing sad songs is the only thing that I do. They’re the songs that tend to have heaviness to them, and so they’re the ones that are fun to play and expand upon.” On that note, she continues, “anything that I’m saying is buried under so much metaphor. I always try to encode things and distract you.” Before we both start laughing, she demonstrates with hand motions, “this is how bad I’ve been feeling for a month, but here’s the chorus.” On past projects, Link’s wording was meant for coping – distancing herself from her most troubling affections. But with new endeavors in her life, most notably, falling in love, Link’s quips and anecdotes have a lighter duty to them. A counterweight – specifically, Link makes clear, “it’s underrated. Well, I think maybe underrated is unfair to say, because artists are usually just quite sad, and they just can’t write happy songs.” She takes a pause, before saying, “I feel lucky that I get to write these songs.”

As Link and I continued our interview, lapsing my line of questioning to sharing stories; her art residency in Mexico City, the criminal Canadian/US visa cost (which I bravely took the heat for), and the time a drunk kid at a PACKS show tried to convince the both of us that I looked just like Hobo Johnson, Link’s excitement for sharing experiences was undeniable. “I find that I can move pretty slow,” she admits. “I process things pretty slowly, and I feel like I’m kind of a slow person. It’s like truly experiencing what is happening. It’s just part of the fun of being alive and I think every single thing that I experience allows me to have a wider perspective.” Going back to, “variety is the spice of life”, Melt The Honey feels like an embodiment of that particular spice that Link has used before, but this time around it feels purposefully heavy handed. As the boldest project of hers to date, redefining comfort in her style and in the direction her life is headed, Melt The Honey blends this new pronunciation of joy with the fixations of the things that she’s come to cherish; a new love, a passion for creating, the opportunity to do it with her friends – and all-n-all, a new pair of spy goggles to show for it.

A Conversation with Wishy

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Conor Shepherd

Calling from separate locations for our Zoom call, Kevin Krauter, braving the November cold on the front porch of his friend Stephen’s house and Nina Pitchkites from her cozily lit room, were discussing a carpool possibility to pick up Ben Lumsdaine, friend and producer, from the airport at midnight. The next day they would be traveling down to Bloomington, Indiana to record what would be the debut full length album from Wishy. But obviously, before we can talk about a full length album that hasn’t been recorded yet, Wishy is riding the release of their debut EP, Paradise, out today.

Making noise from Indianapolis, Wishy is racketeering force of Midwestern exceptionalism; a blanket of whirling guitar music and breezy pop hooks in return for a melancholy heartbeat by leaders Kevin Krauter and Nina Pitchkites. Having met in high school, Krauter and Pitchkites already had a built in friendship, though Wishy wasn’t formed until 2021 when Pitchkites moved back from Philadelphia. Both being established songwriters before collaborating, Krauter being a former member of the band Hoops as well as a solo career, and Pitchkites’ electro-indie pop group, Push Pop, the two had to put their respective projects on the backburner due to the pandemic. But coming out of this break was the formation of Wishy; a purposefully emulated and collaborative force to be reckoned with. Spending two trips in LA with Lumsdaine to record the new songs, Wishy came back with one of the most critically acclaimed EP’s released this year. Coming upon this release, Krauter and Pitchkites called me up to discuss the project, commemorating the homegrown spirit, and the pleasure of where they are currently at. 

As the band began to catch steam in the media for the three singles released ahead of the EP, Wishy became a cluster of descriptors and antiquated jargon to try to lock down a clear understanding of their sound. With loud and boisterous instrumentation, layered atmospheric calms and jangly pop hooks, Wishy is a consistent, impressive and nostalgic blend of noise. When asking the two of them to sum up their own interpretation of their sound, Krauter expresses, “I think that it’s a reflection of our personalities and our tastes, you know.” To which he continues, “in general, we both have an emo side and we both really love cutsie happy sounding shit. I love when bands are able to capture a synthesis of both.” Building upon, Pitchkites adds, “it’s edgy and sweet. I’ve always had a taste for both and I’ve always wanted to communicate it,” continuing with, “I feel like I just never hear much of that anymore, but I found that through Kevin.” With tracks like “Paradise”, “Spinning”, and “Too True”, Wishy breaks down and expands on generic genre terms, creating something that they feel most comfortable in. “I think at the end of the day, we both just really love writing pop songs,” Krauter reiterates, saying “this EP in particular, is a presentation of the softer side, for the most part, the sweeter side of things.”

Before Wishy was even an initial idea, Pitchkites became indifferent on whether to pursue a career in music at all. Once moving back to Indianapolis, where Krauter asked her into the band, Pitchkites was hesitant, saying, “I just got jaded and cynical about the world. But, I went with it and it’s been over 2 and a half years since we started this band.” She finishes, “it’s just motivated me to actually write more and to practice more and challenge myself.” That feeling doesn’t go unreciprocated, as Krauter shares, “I think I personally feel more confident in my songwriting than I ever have,” he says, sustaining on that thought. “Having this outlet where Nina and I can collaborate, the atmosphere we both like to inhabit feels really good together”. 

With the release of Paradise as well as a foretold debut full length in their future, Wishy shows no signs of slowing this momentum, as well as a clear understanding of the camaraderie that they surround themselves with. Bringing back Lumsdaine to record again as well as the inclusion of Steve Marino, who you can also find playing guitar on the EP, finds two Hoosiers returning home to contribute to the project. When asked if this homegrown mentality was something that they try to preserve, Krauter responds, “Yeah, it feels really good, it’s just fun to do shit with your friends,” with Pitchkites adding, “everyone gets a little exposure to their own craft, you know. So like, we’re all winning”.

Where Wishy stands as a new band that is catching the wave of popularity was in no way their definitive goal when starting this project. Beyond the stereotypical formalities found in Midwest caricatures, being a part of a music scene in the middle of the country has a very approachable, dare we say wholesome, feeling to it. The Indianapolis indie scene is a comfortable home to many underground groups, and like other bands in Midwest scenes, that grow up on a specific tenacity that comes through the rickety house shows, backyard parties, and the occasional farm show, Wishy truly capitalizes on the humble midwestern roots. “Starting out, this whole project has just been about having fun with our homies and impressing my friends,” Krauter shares, as simple as that. “That’s really been my main goal.” 

That kind of sums up where Wishy is at the moment; just happy to do what they love. As we finished up our call, and the conversation wandered to ridiculous FedEx fees and favorite music publications, Krauter and Pitchkites were looking ahead into a busy next couple weeks, but they didn’t seem phased. With one last single to be released and a full album to record, the two of them are extremely proud of the work that they have done, but truly humbled by the attention it has received. Still in slight disbelief, Krauter voices one more time, “when I first started writing this shit, the vision in my head was always like ‘I can’t wait to play this at State Street Club with my homies’, and not exactly like, ‘I can’t wait to get on Pitchforks singles of the week’. That’s just been a really happy surprise”. 

You can find Paradise, off of Winspear, out everywhere now. In addition to this interview, you can read my review of the EP at Post Trash.

A Conversation with Why Bonnie

Written by Shea Roney

Photo by Shelby Bohannon

“I think, when it comes down to it, people get into three things as they grow up,” Blair Howerton proclaimed from the stage at Chicago’s Lincoln Hall. In no particular order, she lists out, “sports, birdwatching, or spirituality”. This odd, yet endearing list sparked some chuckles from the audience, then comically rang more true to a lot of people as murmurs like, “holy shit, I just got into birdwatching,” spread throughout the packed hall.

Blair Howerton fronts the Austin/Brooklyn band Why Bonnie. Following the release of their critically acclaimed 2022 debut full-length, 90 in November, an album that defined a childhood spent growing up in Texas, the band looks to ride this momentum forward. Gearing up to announce their next album, Why Bonnie doesn’t hold on to much of the past anymore as they try to shape the future and find steady ground in these trying times. I recently got to chat with Blair Howerton in the midst of this transition period, opening up about where she is at in life, including her own roaming spirituality, a new era of the band, and what the next Why Bonnie album is shaping up to be.

With their second album not yet announced, Why Bonnie took advantage of this most recent supporting tour, with S.G. Goodman, to showcase a lot of the new material. With notable themes revolving around money frustrations, growing/diminishing empathy, and systematic uneasiness, Howerton shares, “I was really interested in the relationship between micro and macro issues and how that kind of plays out in our personal lives.” To the effect in which large issues can bleed down to simple and communally felt points of discomfort, Howerton’s storytelling remains as vivid and authentic as ever through this shift of focus. For as much as 90 in November found a personal home in Austin, Texas, this next Why Bonnie project is a bit more dissociated. Since having moved to Brooklyn, Howerton expresses, “you’re all kind of living on top of each other, so you can’t escape, and you can’t really turn a blind eye, which I think is a really cool thing. It’s definitely a lesson in empathy.” Where this environment has led creatively, she shares, “this is a much more inward looking album. I think it’s bigger than just where I’m at. I think it’s trying to reach everyone.”

Voicing from the Lincoln Hall stage that night, Howerton remarks that she has begun to reassess her personal spirituality, which is a focus point in some of the new songs. Without putting a label on it, she adds, “I’m a very imaginative person, so I like to believe that there’s something else, and that there is something somewhat magical going on.” Although she’s not committed to anything in particular, there can come a sense of comfort when uncertainties are given possible answers. “I have a puny little human brain. We all do, and no one knows anything, and that makes it all that much more interesting.” That’s kind of where Why Bonnie is at these days; “what’s my place in this world,” a considerate and mature question, doesn’t hold the weight it once had.

As Why Bonnie plans out the next few months, the band finds themselves down a player. Kendall Powell, who has played keys with the band since its formation, has taken a personal step back. “We’ve been playing music together for 6 or 7 years, and have been best friends since we were 2. She’ll always be in my life,” Howerton responds when asked how she has adapted to this change. You will still be able to find Powell’s work on the new Why Bonnie project, as “the new album has a lot of great synth on it. We haven’t gotten to show it in our live set yet, but I’m really excited for everyone to hear it,” she shares. As the band looks forward, “we’re moving into a new era, if you will,” Howerton claims. “We don’t exactly know what the future looks like, but we’re just happy to play music together and tour together. It brings us all a lot of joy.” 

“Going back to spirituality,” Howerton relays, “something I’ve really been thinking about a lot is just how deeply similar people really are; how we experience a lot of the same emotions. Maybe different situations, but the way we feel them is all really similar.” This is not only true through unfortunate and systematic commonalities, but it’s also why “sports, birdwatching, or spirituality” is such a genuinely accurate statement. With found joy, communal support, and empathy, suddenly something as simple as stopping to watch a bird or being part of a team offers some sort of confident placement in such a despondent world. As Why Bonnie prepares to move forward, Howerton remains assured, as she voices, “I wrote this new album from a place of, I don’t want to say despair, but just really grappling with all these issues in the world and how to stay hopeful when it’s really hard to be.”

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Hiding Places | “Crown of Tin” Single Release

Written by Shea Roney

Hiding Places (North Carolina/New York) have released their new single “Crown of Tin” out today as a teaser for a new EP set for March 2024. The already well-versed four-piece, consisting of Anthony Cozzarelli, Nicholas Byrne, Henry Cutting and Audrey Keelin came to be through UNC’s student run college radio, WXYC. With a collection of eclectic influences, Hiding Places melded together a nostalgic realm of indie rock, folk, and other various genres, making a comfortable home for themselves in their growing catalog. With production help by Colin Miller (Wednesday, MJ Lenderman) “Crown of Tin”, a collaborative triumph, finds the band posing for a genuine and sonically mending chronicle of homesickness. 

“Counting down the seasons until I see you again”, is a lonely statement. One that does not embellish the solitude that comes with moving away from home for the first time. As a first-year student at UNC, “Crown of Tin” is one of the first songs that Keelin ever wrote, finding a process and a purpose for sharing their music. Written from the obscure height of a dorm bunk bed, four years later “Crown of Tin” is emblematic of transition as Keelin and the band move forward. 

The single begins in a sedated, lo-fi haze, finding isolation in Keelin’s performance as they sing, “Winter is me singing in my room it never ends / Taking a short dance under the sun when I can / Going on some picnics with all of my new friends”. It’s not a song that grapples with being physically alone, but more of drifting through a changed environment; new people, places, and things that haven’t been defined yet. 

As this solemn path carries on, Keelin belts out, “I’ll climb trees and look around and wear my crown of tin”, sparking the track to explode with both wrath and fragility, screeching guitars and warm fuzz, pounding drums and muted acoustic guitar. A crown of tin, though cheap material in a malleable state, is representative of a form of status; one that races back to childlike determination and flexible foundations to fall back on. As the track comes to an end with collected feedback and the warm hum of amplifiers, the band sits in this contrast of comfort, while Keelin holds onto the crown of tin; a reverted sense of self that sticks around for when they need it most. 

You can watch the video for “Crown of Tin” right here. Visit Hiding Places to support the band and get some new merch!