Live from Austin Texas, We bring Americana sensations Band of Heathens to Nashville North for their Stateline Debut!
t’s been a little over three years since we released our last full-length album. While that is definitely the longest break between albums we’ve ever had, it’s been a busy few years. We’ve been around the country on tour a few times; toured across Europe a couple times; sailed away on about a dozen rock-boat style cruises; spent time touring and recording with some of our great artist friends like Hayes Carll, Kid Rock, Tim Easton, Joe Fletcher; and we’ve been hard at work in 4 different studios in three different states writing and recording what we feel is our best work we’ve ever put forth.
Duende. The word is taken from Spanish flamenco music and is used to describe a heightened state of emotion, expression and authenticity; a quality of inspiration and passion. It’s what we’re chasing. True authenticity. True connection. Being true to who we are as a band. We’re explorers in search of what it means to be authentically connected with each other, whether it be in the context of our strained relationships, in struggling with materialism and the culture of more, in coping with our various (legal and illegal) drugs, in feeling alone and disconnected in a supposedly “connected” virtual society, and in loving our fellow humans regardless of where we’re from or where we’ve been.
We’re fortunate enough to have the privilege of making music for a living. We get to follow our muse, make art, and travel around the world meeting people of all walks of life, connecting via the power of a finely tuned rock n roll machine we get to call our band. Duende is the culmination of a year and a half of recording, three years of writing, 11 years of touring on the backs of our fans, decades of studying how to speak with our instruments, and lifetimes of trying to figure out what it means to be alive. To be human. To be authentically connected to our brothers and sisters on this earth.
Duende. Say it out loud. (dwen-de). The sound of the word even takes you for a ride. Like the sound of a mystery. The sound of the wind across the top of the mountain. It’s the sound of a band digging deep into the grit of the road, hugging the curves tight, hot rod dust and gravel kicking at the edges. Enjoy the ride. We certainly have.