Join us for City Mouse's Brian Revels featuring the indie-banjo vibes of Luray and the outlaw folk of Them Wagoneers! Doors at 6pm for our open bluegrass jam and the show starts at 8pm.
$7 Adv – $10 Door
Doors @ 6 PM (pre-show bluegrass jam)
Originally from “The Classic City,”, Athens, Ga, Brian Revels is a 25-year old graduate of the Atlanta Institute of Music. Despite his formal training, his songwriting maintains a raw, unbridled element. Since then, his musical education has strengthened his resolve and sharpened his perspective as a musician.
Formerly an English major, his lyrics span the entire range of human emotions and the nuances within. They reveal access to all of your favorite literary cliches: irony, satire, sarcasm, good-old-fashioned story-telling, etc. He sees just as much beauty in sorrow as in love and as much hope in the world as despair. His songs mean only to translate his relationship with that world. They’ll probably never be Top 40 and that’s a fact he cherishes.
A beat-up Takamine has served as his confidant for most of his songwriting years. Since graduating from AIM in Fall of 2012, he strives to translate his understanding of music on to every instrument he can. Most recently, a great deal of his performances are behind a vintage Harmony banjo and collection of Hohner harmonicas with his rowdy folk trio, City Mouse. The Mouse was born in the early months of 2013 and is already causing a substantial stir in the music scene. They won Ian Schumacher’s Sixth Series of the Acoustic Showdown at the Tin Roof Cantina and are currently working on their first album with Zac Recording Studios in Atlanta. The Album is slated for an early 2015 release.
An addict for passion and bearing his soul, Revels is a student of the world and the music it sings. He’s in it for the long haul. Any support, moral or otherwise, to further this quest is greatly appreciated.
Luray is the indie-banjo creation of Shannon Carey. With production help from brother Sean Carey (of S. Carey and Bon Iver), Luray's unique sound creates strange and lovely bedfellows of different genres. Banjos, vibes, Mbira, and ambient vocals make up this bluegrass-trained songwriter's new and vibrant approach to making music. The end result is somewhere between Iron & Wine and Emmylou Harris.
Based in Richmond, VA and Washington, DC, Luray has been featured on NPR's All Songs Considered, Daytrotter, WXPN, and Mountain Stage and has been reviewed by the Washington Post, CMT Edge, Acoustic Guitar Magazine, and Utne Reader. Their debut album, The Wilder, has been an ‘Editors Pick’ in both Singer-Songwriter and Americana genres on iTunes since it’s release on August 28th, 2013. It was also nominated for best album of the year by NPR’s All Songs Considered.
One fine southern evening, Jeremy "Take Home to Momma" Dean, Waylon "Wanna Hear a Story" Elsberry and Ian "Don't Need No Razor" Schumacher were sittin' on the porch of the Tin Roof Cantina playin' a little music together (as they were wont to do). As they were singin' their sweet melodies, they got to talkin'. Pretty soon, talkin' led to schemin', and the trio decided to set off to strike it rich.
The boys set off from their hometown of Atlanta, Georgia in a modest covered wagon and set their sights on Willamette Valley, Oregon. Jeremy played his guitar, Waylon wailed on the harmonica and Ian banged his cajon. All was well until a wheel busted near Independence, Missourah, so the trio spent the night in the local red light district until the wagon was runnin' again. They picked up noted trail-guide Benedict Cumberbatch who promised to get them to Oregon quickly. After they loaded up with 100 pounds of Missourah's finest elk-meat they set off again, with Jeremy still strummin', Waylon still wailin', and Ian still bangin'.
Along the way, the boys serenaded many towns, and pretty soon word got out about the travelin' musicians. Groups of townspeople would come out to meet the humble wagon, with cries of "There go them wagoneers!"
All was well on the trail until fate moved her mighty hand and the merry band was set upon by a raging heard of rabid buffalo that chased them damn near all the way back to Georgia, with the oxen running so fast the wagon was flyin' through the air. Poor Benedict succumbed to dysentery after bravely fending off a particularly large rabid buffalo, but the three Atlanta boys were able to make it safely home with hardly a scratch on their bums.
They commiserated back at the Cantina, and were so full of adventure and vigor they hardly minded the loss of their fortune. Realizing they had writ damn near five hundred songs on their journey, and rememberin' the crowds of eager listeners, they decided to take their show to the good people of Atlanta. Dubbing themselves Them Wagoneers, you can find these boys playin' shows around Georgia and beyond, with Jeremy strummin', Waylon wailin' and Ian bangin'.