Love Well, Punish Well
Amos Slade is
Honey from the cougar’s head. A quixotic soiree.
Dusty South Dakotans and an Iowan Cain.
Thunder in a mason jar. A dislocated thigh.
That violent thread of violet in the shy, twilight sky.
Amos Slade is a deceptive lot. The disrobed instrumentals of the band’s songwriting belie classically trained musicians who came of age in rural, Midwestern scenes. The effect? Amos Slade’s sound focuses upon equally deceptive vocals. Frontman Nick Engbers’ silky, sweet voice hearkens back to Rat Pack crooners and soulful blues hounds. Nonetheless, the voice hides a true grit in ever-spiritual lyrics that soothe and gnaw like good poetry on a fertile soul. Simple and catchy songwriting played thick and well binds the lot together.
The band—like its musicians—is young. But Amos Slade’s short existence has ushered impressive attention. A fervid fan base spawned shortly after the online release of two tracks. Local radio stations have been happy to feature “Fort Door Sign” more than once on local programming. High hopes keep the band primed for rigorous touring and optimistic plans for the future.
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