
An apocalyptic, “end-is-nigh” rolling, country rock anthem. Pure poetry with the best coda to a song I heard all year, “shed a tear for the books I shoulda read“. Quiet Hollers are a cult/gang/band from Louisville, Kentucky. New The album is out now. Buy it at quiethollers.com
We’ve got an premiere of Quiet Hollers’ new video for “Mont Blanc” off of the band’s recent self-titled album, released back in October. The video, shot in rural Kentucky, features lead singer/songwriter Shadwick Wilde trying to survive in a post-apocalyptic world, along with his real-life partner and daughter. Watch “Mont Blanc” above. It’ll make you want to gather your loved ones together and build a premium bomb shelter…just in case.
Quiet Hollers’ members went ahead with a recording session at Kevin Ratterman’s legendary funeral home studio, despite their drummer’s broken neck. But the funny thing about Quiet Hollers is that they’re not ostensibly a punk band. In fact, they’ve drawn so broadly from the well of American music- their influences span 90s college rock, alt country and post punk- that you’re just going to have to take an auditory dip into front man Shadwick Wilde’s ocean-sized imagination on Quiet Hollers’ newly-released eponymous LP to form your own notions of what he’s doing here. Whatever it is, it’s mellowing coherent and purposeful.
With his subtle drawl by turns heartening and nonchalant, Louisville native Wilde’s even keeled vocal persona vibrates with subtlety and emotional intelligence as his delivery clings to the album’s winding trajectory. Here is an artist who compels us to “shed a tear for the books [he] shoulda read” and then drives the point home with heart swelling, ghostly violins in an ode to innocence lost on the the bucolic “Mont Blanc,” and leads us ever further down a pensive road in the band’s 21 year old van with musical choices both melancholic and driven.
another standout track “Aviator Shades” will tug at the heartstrings of any Americana lover, though its reach- along with other tracks on this meaningfully low key voyage- still manages to extend far beyond reassuringly old-hat (and effective) instrumentation.
Those partial to The Shins, Pixies and even Beach Boys’ vocal timbre will take a shining to Wilde’s aching inflections and how he lilts his way through reassurances like, ‘If we can make it thought this one I think we’ll be alright.’
This is a gathering of songs for people who’ve experienced the pang of a ruptured adolescent friendships . Muses Wilde, “Living in a hotel room ain’t hard/If it gets too lonely you can break into the mini bar/Put it on the company card.” This is an ingrate conversation to carry you through the approaching winter, and the Quiet Hollers creep up like a slow burn, running arrestingly deep.