James Apollo
with any number of the following ace-in-the-holes:
Kevin Hunt.
Matt Palin.
Noah Strom.
Clifton Hyde.
Gary Atturio.
Mike Savino.
Austin Schumacher.
Nate Lamusga.
Influences
scott fitzgerald, roads, alan lomax, john litmus jr, big empty gothic churches on a new moon night, nina simone, ennio morricone, faulkner, herb albert, most things between 1890 and 1960, tom waits, billie holiday, melodrama, cactus flowers, washington phillips, suits, shiny suits, rhinestones and brimstone.
Sounds Like
c. baker, e. costello, b. dylan, t. waits, w. nelson, h. gelb, m ward, a bird, all the people one category up, well oiled theremins, hand tooled leather, low weeping willows
You sit on an uncomfortable wooden chair, your beer is warm, your glass was dirty when the last guy had it, and more than one tough hombre has his eyes fixed on the back of your neck. If there wasn’t a band taking the stage you would probably run out of here and not look over your shoulder again ‘til the sun comes back up.
The underbelly is alright.
The time-honored art of nomadic wandering is one not celebrated too heavily in recent time and memory. Luckily, this is more virtue than shortcoming; for once you look deep into the eyes of a true drifter those old hobo feelings rush right back. Run around the country and get on by any means necessary, surely this is a place where true music comes from. “I lied, I cheated, I stole, and then I wrote about it. It’s a bit more glamorous now. Just ask my band.” James Apollo, a hardened character who has seemingly been on the road since the age of sixteen, speaks with a voice universal to all ideals of searching, adventuring, and conformity dodging. “Wherever I am in life, the core values of being a cheap, lowdown tumbleweed are probably going to prevail.”
excerpt from an interview by Joel Armato, One Times One
Drenched in Civil War ghosts.
The Times, London
The album conjures up a set of haunted, western-rich folk with hints of Latin rhythms and Tom Waits-style cabaret.
The Onion
James Apollo is a master of melancholy, his smoky voice haunting each front-porch tale.
Relix
gritty, rootsy, adventurous.
Star Tribune
a chilled-out collection of rustic semi-pop...[those] with a penchant for channeling gothic Americana in song will feel right at home
Pulse
James my dear friend - I wish you all the best for tonight's gig - and love to all the band. What a pleasure it was to just eat a pasty with you fellows at St Helens Square. We shall meet up again soon my dear friend, best wishes, David.
Tis me Vics....Just to say you guys were most excellant on Saturday night .....Really love your feel man...lol Hope to see you all again soon .....Take of you all
