General Admission:
$25 advance ($30 day of show)
Born and raised in Atlanta, Ga., Huey’s songwriting is deeply rooted in southern folk music. Since playing in various groups for the past 8 years, most notably her own full band "Huey & The Heaven-sent", she has become a household name in the Atlanta music scene. "[She] brings some diversity to what people perceive southern music to be" says Atwood Magazine, following up the release of their second full-length LP "How to Keep Things Alive". Heart-clenching and poignant lyrics, married with vocal stylings reminiscent of Dolores O'riordan, Huey's songwriting is brutally honest. With songs like " Potential Missed" and " Losing me", she showcases her ability to write catchy songs without losing their substance. A bit of that Nashville twang with an aftertaste of 90's style--she's carved out a slice of the genre that sounds like nobody else.
This last year, Huey’s music has gained the attention of multiple arts institutions, who have offered her scholarships to visit, write and record across the country. She’s since participated in the Slough Farm residency program in Martha’s Vineyard, MA., where she produced and self-recorded the songs “Passerby” and “Chimes”. She will attend the Chalk Hill Artist residency in February of next year, to continue her practice and share her songs with the community of Napa Valley.
This past year she's been working on a highly anticipated solo EP, which leans more towards Psych-Folk and is set to release in early March. Today, she marks her greatest inspirations in writing to be acts like Joni Mitchell, James Taylor, Nick Drake, S.G.Goodman, and (if we’re talkin’ Southern folk-rock), the Indigo Girls.
Jacob Kynard, who hails from Pine Hill, AL, has spent the past few years driving around the country playing songs in backyards , bars, churches, nursing homes, vape stores… you name it, he’s probably played it.
Kynard has been recording his debut album at Dial Back Sound in Water Valley, MS, produced by Matt Patton (Drive By Truckers). He’s hoping that you’ll give it a listen and that you’ve got a spare bed or a soft piece of floor for him to crash the night on.
