On June 21st, we will be releasing Old Goodies, a collection of songs we played when we toured North America in 2012-2013, but never recorded. To conjure some vibes from that time, until then, our posts will include photos and stories from our archives —

Twelve years ago, late in the year, late in a long tour, and late in a season of our lives, Joel and I were in the deep South, gazing out our van windows at the ravages of hurricanes long gone strewn across the landscape. We’d been experiencing the South’s way of being both warmly generous with unexpected hospitality, and yet still uncannily forbidding from a sort of permeating low-grade unwellness. We were of a piece with our surroundings, our lives littered with un-repaired, unaddressed wreckage, something inscrutable within us unwell, even if we couldn’t quite put a finger on it. Joel and I were there together–playing shows, trying, striving, working. Yet we were suspicious of each other, suspicious of the soundness of our plans, our loyalty, our wills.  We couldn’t just love, we couldn’t just be. But time and the wheels of our van, of course, rolled on.