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With influences of bossa nova and oldies, we create the perfect soundtrack for chillaxin’ by the pool, The group was originally formed around the talents of Matthew Terry (vocalist/guitarist) and Eugene Chung (drummer) during their senior year of high school. Before moving to Austin, Matt and Eugene enjoyed playing intimate shows at small coffee shops, friends living rooms, and local venues around the Dallas and Denton area where they began to work on and craft the musical nature of what is now Summer Salt.

Driving to Hawaii (2014), contains the essence of a never-ending vacation and is rich in guitar pop and silky harmonies that is reminiscent of the Beach Boys. The EP features fan favourites such as Sweet to Me, Rockaway, and of course their title track, Driving to Hawaii, which has iconically represented the basis of all Summer Salt lyrics: trying to slow down and enjoy the ride of chasing what appears to be an unattainable pipe dream.

Their next release, Going Native (2015), was inspired by a trip abroad where Terry began diving into artists such as Joao Gilberto, Antonio Carlos Jobim, and Gilberto Gil which lead to a new writing direction using Latin elements. Succeeding the energetic and live sounds of Going Native, So Polite (2017), was the perfect appetizer for the bands’ debut full-length album, the wildly colorful, Happy Camper (2018) which features a more polished production quality from Sub-Pop stalwart Phil Ek (Fleet Foxes, The Shins).

The infectiously melodic ensemble has cultivated a loyal following with their endless summer, ocean dream music that can be heard in influences such as the Lovin’ Spoonful, Donovan, Frankie Valli, the lovely Lady Day or other musical genres of 1960’s Rocksteady or African Highlife. Moving forward, with the anticipation of their forthcoming release Honeyweed, Summer Salt maintains phonetic components of Brazilian tropicalia and 60’s folk pop while drawing inspiration from seasoned topics of loss and renewal.

Summer Salt’s building success on the road lead to a 31-date sold out North American tour in the Summer of 2018. Featuring the recent addition of guitarist/vocalist, Anthony Barnett, and bassist, Elliot Edmonds, the group is now preparing to embark on their second headlining US tour. 


Band Members
Matthew Terry,
Eugene Chung

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Caroline Rose’s “Loner” is a masterstroke of an album, and the three singles that proceeded it give you insights to the vast array of soundscapes and moods that encompass this career defining album. I found these songs on constant repeat all last year long. If you’re not familiar, now’s your chance to change that! Don’t let it pass you by without warming up to this stellar collection of songs.

With her all-red wardrobe and wild dance moves, you may feel an urge to assign Caroline Rose the description “quirky.” Resist it. The Austin, Texas-based indie pop artist isn’t an oddity—she’s a hungry artist on a quest for constant evolution. Beginning in the Americana scene back in 2014 with her debut album I Will Not Be Afraid, Rose later abandoned her country pursuits for a chance at making something much more unique: satirical, endlessly catchy synth-pop. That was the crux of her 2018 record Loner. Now, she’s back with something new: an underdog’s odyssey set to music. Lead single “Feel The Way I Want” is a lose-yourself dance track, but “Freak Like Me” is a classy piano ballad. There’s no telling what the entirety of Superstar will sound like. What can’t this girl do?

Band Members:
Caroline Rose, Abbie Morin, Josh Speers, Willoughby Morse<

MOLLY BURCH – ” Needy “

Posted: February 14, 2020 in MUSIC
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“Anyone who follows me or my music knows that I stan Ariana Grande. On my last tour, I thought it would be fun to cover one of her songs and it ended up being my favorite part of the set. It was very freeing for me to dip my toes into a style I’ve always wanted to sing, and I think it was a fun treat for my audience too. I got some requests from sweet people asking me to record the song – so this is dedicated to them.”
Molly Burch

Released February 14th, 2020

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This album made my night. Such a beautiful, unexpected surprise. Just like everyone who has discovered Shakey Graves, his music has carried me through many trials & tribulations over the years.


released February 9th, 2020

Following the release of her critically acclaimed sophomore album, ‘First Flower’, last October, Texan chanteuse Molly Burch returns with two heart-stopping tracks. Entitled ‘Ballads’ in homage to the strong and powerful female vocalists that she admires, this 7” EP embodies what Burch loves to do and what she does best: crafting music with emotion, drama and romance, giving her voice all the room it needs to burn bright.
 Molly’s sweet and smooth voice makes the heartbreak on “Only One” sound more devastating.
released August 2nd, 2019

Easy/Turns Blue

Taking inspiration from the original concept behind the founding of Saddle Creek, as an attempt to highlight our home city through music and art, we began the Document Series in 2017. Each release featured in the Document Series is comprised of an exclusive record featuring unreleased music from artists outside of the label’s roster, along with a specially curated zine created by the artist. The fifth installment in the series comes from Austin, Texas based Hovvdy.

Hovvdy (pronounced “howdy”) is the writing and recording project of Charlie Martin and Will Taylor. The duo, both primarily drummers, first met in the fall of 2014 and quickly bonded over a love for quiet music. Within a few weeks, they had combined songs and began recording their first EP in bedrooms and family homes across Texas.

By 2016 the two had committed to each others growth in songwriting and recording, resulting in their debut album Taster , originally released on Sports Day Records and reissued in 2017 by Double Double Whammy. They followed this in 2018 with the release of Cranberry , which Pitchfork described as, “Foggy, warm, and wistful, it sounds like faded time.” Hovvdy has found a unique identity in rhythmic, down-tempo pop songs that are hopeful, yet melancholy; relatable, yet distinguishable.

As on Side 1, the mics open up into the moment preceding the music, letting our ears wander into the room seconds before the song starts. The light that was dappling on “Morning Is My Godmother” is seen from higher up at the top of the flip, as Bill gives us an airplane song in the grand tradition of Lightfoot and Denver, Chuck Berry and Steve Miller. “747” slips easily into cruising altitude, a staunch full band collaboration, while Bill wanders absently through yearning visions of selfhood before landing us on the moon, “like flies on a mule.” The baby’s head first appears here. “Watch Me Get Married” fills in the patchwork like we’re flipping through a scrapbook. This particular marriage is to cosmic oneness (always the best bet to avoid the divorce courts) sounding like the swelling of true happiness, with the gentlest of oom-pah-pahs suggested in the backdrop. Throughout the side, the twinklings of the firmament are represented by instrumental comings and goings, adding shading and color on an almost line-by-line basis. Never one to dwell overlong on a sweet moment, Bill‘s attention turns to “Young Icarus”, whose fate we thought we knew. Here, the story sounds similar to what Bill once wryly termed “the pornography of my past” or, even further back, the tale of “a teenaged Smog.”


Odd details and signature changes trace this path, a synth flashing peripheral commentary as the old ways of “Ballad of the Hulk” are glimpsed in their death poses. The brevity of these melodies are a microcosm of the album; flowing moments of honey that turn, smoothly abrupt, into other sweet moments, leaving a track in the listener’s mind that grows wider with time. Suddenly, dark clouds blow in. Like a flashback within a flashback, “Released” cracks and groans with mounting angst, a struggle in vacuous space, with Bill spitting out a sharp and disgusted “get fucked” as he silently watches the horsemen of the Apocalypse advance on their trail of corruption.

The acoustics palpably breathe: keyboards suddenly appear, hang translucent in the air, then wink out, and the stretching and crackling of skin acts as a part of the arrangement. At 2:22, this would be the shortest song on a Bill Callahan album, but on Shepherd In a Sheepskin Vest, it is one in a series of epic miniatures; small moments composed of even smaller moments, all fluidly sliding into the next. Bringing us to quintessential side-ender, and one of the barest moments on the album, “What Comes After Certainty.” Over a guitar duet, Bill ruminates on love, lyrically revolving on a carousel that touches on his honeymoon and the dreams of his life and career, opining that they are not magic, but a part of unknowable destiny, and adding, “God’s face on the water/though plain to see/still hard to read.” When the honeymoon is over, this is what we’re left with at best. And for anyone who’s married well, it is very good.


Fanclub is a little fuzzy cuddly creamsicle indiepop trio from Austin, TX. Mike Lee, Leslie Crunkilton, and Daniel Schmidt craft songs driven by their love of all things twee, indie, and dreamy. On the heels of their debut EP release already at over a million streams, they want to be your personal soundtrack as you conquer the world.


Band Members
Leslie Crunkilton, Mike Lee, Daniel Schmidt

Super-catchy indiepop from Austin, Texas. These songs are so good!

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Weightless guitar tangents and lush, aquatic soundscapes are a vital part of what embodies “Swim Team”, her debut EP that serves a powerful introduction to Bofale’s budding artistry. Somewhere between influences like Joni Mitchell and Alex G, Bofale has found a sweet spot for her sound that lives between both harsh and gentle terrain, achieving a relaxing, yet rugged tonality.Each track pictured on Swim Team is brushed vividly with colors that illuminate the fear of being honest and doing that much needed personal work. Bofale’s earnest and bravery is a snapshot of black mental health and the nuance it carries. Being real isn’t easy, but it’s crucial in cultivating spaces for healthy discussion and giving other black women like Bofale a platform to do the same.


With her debut EP Swim Team, Congolese American songwriter Christelle Bofale relishes the ebb and flow of love, while also exposing its underbelly. On songs like “Love Lived Here Once” and “U Ouchea,” against a lush guitar backdrop, Bofale’s lyrics land like crashing waves, transforming her innermost revelations of fear and complacency into resonant and prophetic incantations. At times reminiscent of Lianne La Havas’s sophomore effort Blood,Swim Team also pays homage to singer/songwriters like Joni Mitchell and Bill Withers who deeply explored the rich spectrum of love—unearthing its ache, its murkiness, and its confusion.  This EP is one piece of stellar work by this amazing singer/songwriter.

Starcrawler (who released their second album about a month ago) are all under 25, but they make bands twice their age look like frosted cupcakes. They also, in a way, resemble the early incarnation of Alice Cooper, and a lot of other stuff that sounds like rock.

There’s the bass player, Tim, who is what a bass player should be: unassuming, solid, off to the side, and a pit bull enthusiast. Austin, on drums, is the oldest at 24, and is super friendly to people, but very hard on his drums. Besides his guitar, Henri is really into t-shirts, until he gets onstage dressed in a cowboy get up, like a mutated combo of Gram Parsons and Jimmy Page with huge slime beast riffs and demented circus ringleader face. Then there’s Arrow who, when she’s not sitting on the floor, levitates five feet above the stage covered in blood.

Unlike most twenty-somethings, no one in this group really gets hammered on booze or does too much crazy shit. All of that goes into the performance. Not that it’s all pretend. Arrow has on more than one occasion been fucked up by dangerous stage antics. Over the course of the show, a plot unfolds which imagines several inventive ways for a person to destroy themselves. I won’t give away the ending, but there is a lot of blood. Things start with Arrow as a sort of badass demented glam queen until, rapidly and without warning, it all goes downhill in the best possible way. It’s glamour plus destruction, over and over, returning every night like a phoenix from the ashes. Or maybe a chicken.

Starcrawler in a soundtrack?? Now that’s a good sign :0 I love this band, saving rock n roll

Starcrawler’s cover of “Pet Sematary” by Ramones is out now on Rough Trade Records and also features on the ‘Pet Sematary’ film soundtrack.