Los Angeles

My Friend, Horse Feathers

I’m not sure if there is anything better than music. Food, trees, and good company come close, but there’s something really special about the way a song, band, or musician can fit perfectly with your mood in a unique time and space. For me, morning commutes to work are accompanied by Hieroglyphics mixed with a little Tallest Man on Earth, campfires go hand-in-hand with Cat Stevens and CCR, road trips with Fleetwood Mac, long runs with Lady Gaga, and in quiet times of list-making, baking, reading, and writing, Blind Pilot, Emmylou, The Band, and Horse Feathers are my best friends (I’ve come to terms with the fact this friendship is the epitome of one-sided, and that’s 100% OK).


I saw Horse Feathers, a Portland-based band, play a show at The Echo a few weeks ago. The venue was small and intimate, which made the perfect setting for Justin Ringle and his multi-orchestral crew to deliver hours of folksy, heart-swelling tunes…Brought me back to memories of their show in Eugene last year, surrounded by great friends and the hoppiest of IPA’s.

Give them a listen, and see their NPR Tiny Desk Concert here.


P.S. Happy New Year’s Eve! May your champagne flutes never run dry…