For the recording of their sophomore album Gold Fever, San Diego-based dirty-blues twosome Little Hurricane skipped the studio and rented out a 19th-century apple-packing house in an old gold mining town. For two weeks, singer/guitarist Tone Catalano and drummer/vocalist C.C. Spina hunkered down with vintage equipment borrowed from a friend who once recorded with legendary bands like the Grateful Dead and Deep Purple. Sweating through a mid-summer heat wave in their air-conditioner-free surroundings—and often visited by tarantulas, turkeys, deer, and other local creatures—Little Hurricane quickly found their new album taking on a swampy yet ethereal vibe that slyly captures the spirit of the weirder, wilder corners of Southern California.

The follow-up to Homewrecker (the debut album Little Hurricane self-released in 2011), Gold Fever busts open its predecessor’s rootsy blues-rock with an Americana-influenced sense of storytelling, a disarming ease with breezy melody, and a broader sonic palette. At turns stark and lushly textured, the album draws much inspiration from Tone and C.C.’s frequent getaways to the desert and their shared love of Salvation Mountain, the Salton Sea, and “all those places where kooky people go to escape the rest of the world,” according to C.C. Also essential to Gold Fever’s sonics were the acoustics of the recording space itself—located in Julian, California, the house was built from foot-and-a-half-thick stone and crammed with thousands of books left behind by its author-owners—as well as Little Hurricane’s use of analog equipment. “It’s the same equipment that made those bands sound so good back in the ‘60s and ‘70s, and it really helps to balance out the digital edge from the more modern technology we’re sometimes using,” notes Tone, a longtime audiophile who served as producer on Gold Fever.

Formed in 2010 and fast recognized as a killer live act, Little Hurricane devoted two years to the creation of Gold Fever. “Homewrecker was recorded literally while touring, in kitchens and living rooms all over the place, so for this one we wanted to take more time and see what happened,” says C.C. While the album has a heart-on-sleeve honesty that’s deeply intimate, Gold Fever also delivers a slew of songs huge in sound and scope. “Playing big festivals over the past couple years and getting on those bigger stages motivated us to write bigger songs,” Spina points out.

Little Hurricane builds off their dirty-blues dynamic for nearly every track on Gold Fever, but infuses each song with such unexpected and inspired touches as the ghosty effects and one-drop rhythm of “Summer Air,” the swell of strings on the otherwise frenetic “Sorry Son” (a gut-punching number about Spina’s brother and his struggle with addiction, written from her parents’ perspective), the horn-soaked soul of “Boiling Water,” the snakey groove of “No Man’s Land” (whose opening lyrics put a playful twist on the Eric Carmen power ballad “All By Myself”), and the handclap-backed strut and growl of “Grand Canyon.” Throughout Gold Fever, C.C.’s drumming shifts from thundering and frantic to crisp and razor-sharp, while Tone’s guitar work encompasses lead-heavy riffs, bluegrass-style twang, and gorgeously understated soloing. And although Tone serves as Little Hurricane’s main vocalist, C.C. lends her honeyed yet earthy vocals to songs like the spooky, swaying “Breathe,” the sultry stomper of a title track, and the slow-burning but anthemic lead single “Sheep in Wolves.”

Each of the songs on Gold Fever was sparked from close collaboration between Catalano and Spina, who first found each other through a Craigslist ad. Originally from Chicago, Spina started playing drums when she was just ten-years-old (“My dad brought me home the Iron Butterfly album with ‘In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida,’ and that had a big impact on me wanting to be a drummer,” she says). Attending culinary school after high school (and interning at the House of Blues Chicago’s Foundation Room, where her love of blues was born), she moved to San Diego and bought herself a drum kit to get back to playing music. 

Born in Santa Cruz and raised on Van Morrison by his “East Coast hippie” parents, Tone picked up guitar in seventh grade and played in a post-punk band in high school and college. Though he’d kept up with guitar over the years, Tone’s career was focused on his work in audio engineering, with an expertise in live recordings that led him to work with artists from Gwen Stefani to Led Zeppelin’s John Paul Jones. “Working as an engineer, I started to see that a lot of bands were using playback tracks in their live performance,” he says. “It bothered me that so few people were just playing music, so I started to look for a drummer to make music of our own.”

That commitment to organic, unadorned sound is evident in the Little Hurricane’s live experience, which has graced major festivals like Lollapalooza and Austin City Limits in recent years. “Live is what we’re really all about, and we try to put on as big a show we can for everyone,” says C.C. The stripped-down but amped-up two-piece dynamic also goes a long way in maintaining Little Hurricane’s beautifully brutal energy, even on the more intricate and melody-soaked arrangements heard throughout Gold Fever. “One of the most important things for us on this album was making sure we never strayed too far from just good, straight-up rock-and-roll recording,” Catalano says. “We try to keep it raw and honest, and with the two of us that’s not so hard.”


boiling water

Josh Starkel - Vocals, Guitar
Kyle Veazey - Vocals, Drums

Additional Musician:
Andy Bruno - Bass

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Joe Reineke at Orbit Audio

All songs written by Duke Evers

Special thanks to Cindy Veazey and Mark McConnell

www.dukeevers.com

Duke Evers - Seaside

And your seaside memories they've brought me down and your seaside memories there all across my face, as I pulled to right just to tie my shoe and you slipped the knot and you fell right through again she said how long must I wait I've been waiting all damn day she said won't you hesitate even if I won't stay 

Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh , oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

And I'll trade you a skittle for a cigarette and I'm stuck in the middle and baby you can bet I'll fold and I been standing on the corner on the side the street and you can bet I could use a little company she said how long must I wait I've been waiting all damn day she said won't you hesitate even if I won't stay. 

Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

And your seaside memories they've brought me down and your seaside memories there all across my face, as I pulled to right just to tie my shoe and you slipped the knot and you fell right through again she said how long must I wait I've been waiting all damn day she said won't you hesitate even if I won't stay 

Oh oh oh oh oh

She cried how long must I wait I've been waiting all damn ; won't you hesitate even if I won't stay

Seaside

Listen to our new album Speaking In Spirits out now: http://fanlink.to/speakinginspirits 

Produced by Joel Ashmore and engineered by Geoff Morris. Shout out to Colorado Sound for the mastering work.

Drugs & Liquor

Don McCarthy– electric guitar, lap steel guitar, vocals
Nathan McCarthy– bass, vocals
David Partridge– lead vocal, keys, percussion
Produced in Nova Scotia by David Partridge
Words and music by David Partridge

WELCOME TO THE SIDESHOW
Blue mood, blue sky, mid-day midway Carnival’s in town
Restless somewhat, I took a short cut back where the flaps fold down
Lounging listless by the canvas–the psychic in a shawl
Sash at her hips, joint pressed to her lips, I guess she’s seen it all.
 
CHORUS 1:
“Welcome to the sideshow– right this way                                               
I can read your Tarot if you can pay”
I said, “No thanks, Madame.
I can’t tell fortunes but I know I’m a fortunate man.”
 
In between the Wild Boy’s tent & the Lady with the beard
She stood high and eye-to-eye; her accent had disappeared.
”I’m just tryin’ to turn a buck with stars splashed on the wall.
Where’s this leading? “F**ked if I know– I don’t have a crystal ball!”
Repeat CHORUS
 
BARKER: 
“You’ll come face to face with Madame Maybe; She’ll read your palm; her Tarot will thrill you to the marrow…”

BRIDGE: 
Fortune teller in the sunlight– sorry sight to see
Darkness stays inside the tent as does the mystery, that delicious mystery.

Welcome to the sideshow– right this way                                               
I can read your Tarot if you can pay”
I said, “No thanks, Madame.
I have no fortune but I know I’m a fortunate man.”

Walk On The Moon (feat. Lynx)

Luke Mitrani

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