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Born in the small but creatively charged town of Roseburg, Oregon, James and the Lost Dogs carve out a sound that’s hard to pin down but impossible to forget. Their music lives at the crossroads of bluesy riff-driven rock, alt-rock exploration, and a lyrical curiosity that turns both cosmic mysteries and microscopic oddities into fully-fledged musical worlds. Their breakout single, Dust Mites in My Eyes, asks whether the mites living on your eyelashes write poetry, fall in love, or dream — a perfect example of the band’s blend of humor, philosophy, and genuine wonder.
Hailing from the underground caverns of the deceptively mundane emerges four cats that look like dogs and sound like kindness mistaken for weakness one too many times. They decided to make a stand with electric 5 and 6 strings purely to make noise that fills the emptiness with the shadow of every doubt. Soaring soul stirring sounds such as these become the very reason a screen becomes obsolete. Tell the Truth is a band worth not just watching but also listening to because they care enough not just to be loud but also to be undistinguishable.
After witnessing reality from too close a range without proper protective gear, Jeremy Works spent the last couple decades in a witness relocation program performing music on the internet, under the pseudonym Frogg Marlowe,
He's recently returned from just down the road to the hometown he's rarely left, getting noticed for singing like a person who knows how to sing.
Friday, October 9th
Doors 7:30, Show 8:00
Sliding Scale $10-$20
Born in the small but creatively charged town of Roseburg, Oregon, James and the Lost Dogs carve out a sound that’s hard to pin down but impossible to forget. Their music lives at the crossroads of bluesy riff-driven rock, alt-rock exploration, and a lyrical curiosity that turns both cosmic mysteries and microscopic oddities into fully-fledged musical worlds. Their breakout single, Dust Mites in My Eyes, asks whether the mites living on your eyelashes write poetry, fall in love, or dream — a perfect example of the band’s blend of humor, philosophy, and genuine wonder.
Hailing from the underground caverns of the deceptively mundane emerges four cats that look like dogs and sound like kindness mistaken for weakness one too many times. They decided to make a stand with electric 5 and 6 strings purely to make noise that fills the emptiness with the shadow of every doubt. Soaring soul stirring sounds such as these become the very reason a screen becomes obsolete. Tell the Truth is a band worth not just watching but also listening to because they care enough not just to be loud but also to be undistinguishable.
After witnessing reality from too close a range without proper protective gear, Jeremy Works spent the last couple decades in a witness relocation program performing music on the internet, under the pseudonym Frogg Marlowe,
He's recently returned from just down the road to the hometown he's rarely left, getting noticed for singing like a person who knows how to sing.
Friday, October 9th
Doors 7:30, Show 8:00
Sliding Scale $10-$20