"The Last Days of Snake Nation"

"I Get Up"

"Lost Souls & Pocket Change"

"Good Bones"

Some sounds just command the ear when created with honest pursuit; such is the case with Quiet Hounds. These are gentlemen of various talents unexpectedly united with the unabashed desire to produce pure, authentic music with only spontaneity as a guide. Stepping out of familiar cages and unleashed to create something that had been stirring within for quite some time.
Quiet Hounds debut was almost self-created, having been written and recorded in only two weeks time in a modest warehouse, with no blueprint or preconceived notions. The result is anthemic nostalgia, standing amused and flourishing in the heat of a humid south, playing out like a letter to a long lost love and pulling at heartstrings with every change. Longing, in style again. 
The collective is one part prolific lyricist and melody writer, one part instrumental savant, one part curator of taste, music and culture and one part effortless precision of all things percussive. These creators need no credit other than the satisfaction that these songs take on lives of their own, sent into the ether to be played with the windows rolled down on warm sunny days.
All is good in the world, so long as the Quiet Hounds are left to their instrumental odds and ends - exploring the power of their own collective voice on their own quiet terms.