PINE
HOUSE

Psychedelic American Roots

come find us

Sounds

Side A

01 Resin 0:18

rough mix · living room, one mic
02 Undergrowth 0:18

tape dub · b-side of nothing yet
03 Highway Sermon 0:18

live at the barn · crowd noise is the band

tapes are cheaper at shows

Moving Picture

live · sep 7 · the second set, sun going down — 9:58

the second set · 9:58
the first set · 9:26
oct 20 '24 · 7:02
oct 20 '24 · 4:37
oct 20 '24 · 4:25
oct 12 '24 · 0:28
oct 6 '24 · 1:06

Shows

SEP 19 first quarter Trail Town Brewing — Yellow Springs, OH

TBA · yellow springs porchfest
SEP 25 full moon Peach's — Yellow Springs, OH

TBA · dolly fest
OCT 3 last quarter Somnavore + Dr. Meat — venue TBA

TBA · Dan's doing sound and other unsavory things
OCT 10 new moon Clifton Opera House — Clifton, OH

TBA · pinehouse, proper

steal this calendar (.ics)

tix — SEP 19 — YSO tix — SEP 25 — YSO tix — OCT 3 — TBA tix — OCT 10 — CLF tix — OCT 10 — CLF

The Band

Dan

bass

Runs a four-track like it owes money. Collects field recordings of substations, cicadas, and the interstate at 4AM — some of them end up between songs, some of them ARE the songs.

Scott

mandolin

Plays a bowl-back mandolin with one string that never quite agrees. Picks tremolo like he is arguing with someone who left years ago. Swears the mandolin cuts through any amp in the room, then turns his own up anyway.

Adam

guitar

Plays a Harmony Bobkat through an amp found at an estate sale in Boone. Writes most of the words on gas-station receipts and loses about half of them. Believes the best take is the second one, always.

Thor

sax

Blew a rented alto in a middle-school band and never handed it back. That long tone swallowing the end of our sets is Thor refusing to stop. Keeps one reed he trusts and a cigar box of ones he does not.

Nate

guitar

Second guitar, first to snap a string. Tunes down until the room feels it, then drops it a little further. Plays the parts you never notice until the night they go missing.

Evan

drums

Kit is half a 1968 Ludwig and half things that were not drums until Evan hit them. Keeps time like a porch screen door: loose, wooden, exactly right. Books the shows nobody else will.

Jason

drums

The other drummer. Shows up with a snare in a pillowcase and leaves with everyone's spare sticks. Sits a hair behind the beat on purpose, then swears he does not. Evan books it, Jason drives it.