Hartford was a once a small river port town. Tucked between the arbors of the Appalachians and the ancient Atlantic ocean, it served as a conduit for all things coming and going. Bottles and flasks of bourbon and rum, suits of tweed, gowns of gabardine. In the hulls of great ships were wooden toys for children, maps and gunpowder for men at war. Tea kettles and soap, silver chains and bronze medallions. Today, beneath it’s arching highways and business veneer, the pieces of Hartford’s past still linger. It’s the place where the lights of the buildings mingle with the ghosts of the city. It’s the place where Heirlooms was born.

I initially began Heirlooms as a solo project. Setting up in a family summer house outside the city, I spent much of 2009 on an ambitious regiment of writing and rewriting handfuls of unfinished songs. My long time friend and former band mate Neal Spencer would often drop by to listen, provide insight, and add his unique and thoughtful percussion to whatever I happened to be working on. Thomas Servidone and Justin Kearney, whose friendship and collaborative roots date back to grade school, soon joined in on the sessions. When violinist Ciara Cohen joined that winter, a project much greater than I had anticipated began to take shape. Together, we spent the next 7 months working on the songs that would become the Heirlooms EP.

ABOUT OUR NEW ALBUM: Part confessional, part musical folk tale, the Heirlooms EP is an album we are extremely proud to present. Written, recorded, and produced entirely by the band ourselves, we see the EP as a practice in dichotomy. Subtle acoustic textures and soaring electric feedback, driving rhythm and exploratory percussion, ethereal strings and raw emotion, isolation and friendships found.