The High Hawks
Friends from Leftover Salmon, Railroad Earth, Hard Working Americans, And More Join Hands And Take Flight As The High Hawks
There’s nothing quite as freewheeling and fun as calling up a few buddies to get together and play music, creating a bond, and, if the stars align, walking away with a song or two. Now imagine if the friends were tenured professional touring musicians who’ve just never quite had the chance to all be in the same room at the same time. That’s exactly how the newly formed, feel-good Americana collective, The High Hawks, came to be.
In times like we’ve been living, maybe we could all use a friendly voice to lead us to the other side. Perhaps one of music’s most wonderful capabilities is its undeniable ability to bring us comfort in times of tumult. Surely, the sonic pleasantries and lyrical content of some tunes lend themselves to being that warm blanket that covers you and, say, a whole bunch of your friends.
Historically, Legend is born out of greatness but rarely does greatness follow legend and the saga of The High Hawks is one such lore that has only just begun. The namesake is said to be inspired by a journey to a sacred space by a lone traveler who summits a mountainous apex whereupon, prepared to take part in the herbal sacrament, is met by a bird-of-prey on soaring wing who relieves this seeker of his cerebral transport, leaving him alone to reflect on the arcane and to derive meaning and his role in this experience.
Introducing the world to a new and exciting all-star project consisting of some good friends from the Americana, jam, and bluegrass worlds. Please meet THE HIGH HAWKS.
No one knows where the train will take them. It’s one you jump on out of the curiosity and excitement of the unknown. The very wonder of what the stars and the spirits will conjure on any given jubilee. And what the hell is a High Hawk?