Alta Mira

Alta Mira

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Alta Mira’s music can be described as poetic, intricate, textured, time shifting, art rock... like listening to a team of carpenters build a solid piece of furniture.

Biography

Alta Mira Biography
Al•ta Mi•ra \ `ältä `mērä \ n : 1) a poetic, intricate, textured, time shifting, art rock band based in New York consisting of four members; Tommy Krebs (drums), Hunter Sagehorn (guitar), August Sagehorn (bass), and Joe D. Michon-Huneau (vocals). 2) a dinosaur of unlikely proportions.

History
Alta Mira was birthed in Albany, NY on a sunny, summer afternoon in 2004 when a mutual friend introduced a scarved and sandaled Michon-Huneau to three quiet, brooding musicians—namely, one Krebs and two Sagehorns—who were, at the time, rehearsing several upbeat ditties which would thereafter become Alta Mira’s first handful of songs. Upon playing two of his solo songs on a beat-up acoustic, Michon-Huneau was inducted into the band’s lineup.

Thereafter known as Milo, they played small coffee shops and parking lots, mainly on acoustic instruments, until, like Dylan, they “went electric,” beginning to make their rounds at local clubs and bars. Milo changed their unsightly name to Alta Mira in 2006 and began developing their distinct style, opening for such national acts as The Join, Lisa Germano, The Felice Brothers, U-Melt, She Wants Revenge, and Steel Train.

A mixture of indie, progressive, alternative, and art rock, Alta Mira was described by Brian Hurley of Radio Exile as “calling pointedly on the heyday of solid rock and roll, whether one finds that in the pulsing art pretension of Talking Heads, the grunge sensibilities and harmonizing of Jerry Cantrell, the crooning sensitivity of Jeff Buckley, or the modest sprinkling of ambition found in The Bends era Radiohead”. The Metroland says Alta Mira creates a “sound that fuses anthemic pop-rock to ornate, expansive arrangements, a la XTC, ‘90s Radiohead, or some of Tool’s early stuff. They’re handy with a time signature shift, they can rock a waltz with the best of ‘em, and singer Joe Michon-Huneau has a serious set of pipes.”
Alta Mira has been turning ears throughout the Northeast. After recording at Barefoot Studios in Massachusetts, they released “The Fables and Fabrications EP,” in 2007 with the support of Indian Ledge Records—an Albany-based record label who scooped up the talented quartet for its initial launch.

Press for Alta Mira has been nothing short of flattering. In 2007, Alta Mira earned Metroland’s “Best New Band” category and have garnered the praise of Albany’s Times Union, Schenectady’s Daily Gazette and Hudson Valley’s Chronogram magazine, as well as various online reviews from pages such as JamBase.com and RadioExile.com.

Having returned to Barefoot Studios, Alta Mira recently finished recording their first full-length album. Mixed by Grammy Award winning studio engineer Corin Nelsen and mastered by world renowned Bob Ludwig, Alta Mira’s self-titled debut is set to be released early this winter.

Find Alta Mira Online:

http://altamiraband.blogspot.com/

www.altamiralive.com www.myspace.com/altamiralive
www.indianledgerecords.com ...and search for Alta Mira on Facebook!
www.reverbnation.com/altamira

Lyrics

Sinker/Or

Written By: Alta Mira

sink·er/or \`sinkər/`ôr\ n, conj : Water looks so smooth today—let’s make a splash. Fragile coastal mirror—hey, let’s press the cracks. Got the cinder, got the clamps, got my heels tied in tightly, tied in tightly, tied in tightly, tied in tightly, tied in tightly and fast. Are we so expendable? Oh, why? Oh, my… Are we reprehensible? So high…so high… Water feels so cold this May—let’s strip it down. Lace and cotton, stone and bay—let’s skip this town…oh, this ground… Are we so expendable? Oh, why? Oh, my… Are we reprehensible? So high…so high…so… Water looks so smooth today—let’s make a splash. Seven broken mirrors—hey, let’s press the cracks. Got the wire, got the tape, got my palms held above me, held above me, held above me, held above me, held above me and sound.

Harder They Fall

Written By: Alta Mira

hard·er they fall \`härdər thā fôl\ adj, vb : F’I were taller than the clouds, we could stand above the rain. Hey Gravity, tone it down. Have some heart for the inane…the insane. What’ve I but a whipping post for my love? Were it warmer, we’d come down…let our roots hold solid ground…solid ground… What’m I but a whipping boy for my love? Of… Just knock me over… Just knock.

Slumberjack

Written By: Alta Mira

slum·ber·jack \`sləmbər`jak\ n : I devour marathons every morning for no prize. Slap the snooze on the alarm with a yawn and a sigh. Like a girdle laced too tight, I stuff an hour into forty-five…wearing pants that once fit me and shoes that are untied. “I apologize.” “I misread the time.” “I’m on my way.” Reclaim what’s been stolen, what’s been taken from the empty hands of father time. I’m, second by second, widening the gap, prying with crowbars between each dash—day by day. I’m, second by second, ringing the towels, droplets to oceans of this, of time—day by day. I’m… “Sure, I can explain.” (I’ve got thousands upon thousands of excuses in my brain.) “I’m on my way.”

The End of My

Written By: Alta Mira

the end of my \thē `end əv `mī\ n : Not a man of my word. No verbal contract, title deed— No matter what you’ve heard. I said too much. I led you on enough. Not a man of my word. No note of air, promissory— No matter what you’ve heard. Not a man of my word. No verbal contract, title deed— Don’t matter what you heard. I’ve gone too far. Dot the eyes and cross the tease. (uh-uh-oh) A belly full of whine. (uh-uh-oh) Even I can’t catch up with…me. Not a man of my word. No tongue of quill; salival ink— No matter what you’ve heard. Not a man of my word. No note of air, promissory— Don’t matter what you heard. Not a man of my word. No verbal contract, title deed— No matter what you’ve heard. Once I was just the man, just the man that you’d rely, rely on. Now I am but a man, but a man can you rely on? Narcissus, watch over us, watch over us. Toast to us, Dionysus. I can’t see past the end of my, the end of my… I can’t see past the end of my…

Discography

- Self Titled LP released in December, 2009
- Fables and Fabrications (EP Release: August, 2007)

Set List

Sets are typically 45 minutes but can extend to a maximum of 2 hours.

Current live songs include:

Black and Blue Birds
Vodka Straight
Love Galore
Holy Water
Cloud 8 1/2
Sifting Through the Dust
Intermission
Fables and Fabrications
To Clear the Moon
Apnea
The Berlin Waltz
Is Blue
Tantrum
Mother, Child
Din and Drone
New York
Tambourine
Sinker/Or
The End of My
Slumberjack
Pirate Song
Buglight
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Harder They Fall
Off
Red Red