A Million Engines in Neutral

A Million Engines in Neutral


Post-rock with intelligent songwriting. Features a pair of brothers showcasing classical instrumentation (piano, upright bass) combined with a warm, clean pair of guitars and rock drums. Thick vocal harmonies come from three distinctly different singer/songwriters.


A Million Engines in Neutral was formed with the goal of rejecting the movement in modern indie music toward things stylish in favor of songwriting with a focus on content.

Only a week after recording their demo, they were selected to Purevolume.com's "Purepicks" and soon were the #1 indie band on that site.

Drawing influence from songwriters new and old, from Neil Young to David Bazan, from The Smiths to Coldplay, the group creates a sound that has not yet been heard by the indie community.

A Million Engines in Neutral also draws heavily on literature, and uses narrative within their songs to add character, plot, and real emotion into their lyrics.


Bigger Brushes, Brighter Colors

Written By: Robbie Courtney

Did you ever see it coming?
Found a quarter on the sidewalk
Facing heads up.
Doesn't that mean Ill have luck
Coming my way?

Now I'm stepping on famous streets
And looking at famous buildings
And seeing the faces people want to see.
Oh, it's easy being invincible.

And I know it's hard to believe,
But I get off on dwelling on the old place.

And I started to paint with bigger brushes,
And I started to paint with brighter colors.
And feelings of the old place are condensation.
Then it rains.
Pours out of my brain onto the canvas.

And as I sit here on the floor,
Painting my so-called picture,
I hope it stays together.
I hope it stays together.

Because I cant say no one told me so.

The Bottom of a Charcoal Grill

Written By: Russell Courtney

A weathered Monet
Takes you to
The bottom of a charcoal grill.
And the grate above us
Is street concrete.
Our shrill voices
Have nothing left to sing.
Our lips move, but no one is saying a thing.

And so I am silent, while beneath me,
On this charcoal grill,
This blackened monument of our old and better days,
Things rattle, and hum, and shriek.
And in my head, I let it amplify,
Until I hear the screams of mothers and brothers,
And others whom the pheonix has burned and drained.
And it makes me swear that they're all the same,
And I want to scream to everything,
But I don't know where to start.

But I have a change of heart,
And I scream to everything that is righteous,
And that is honest, and that is earnest.

And I say out loud,
"They overturn us.
They try to pillage and burn us.
We'll use the fire to light our furnace
And fuel us on the journey ahead."

The stress pumps helium into this headache,
I swell like a breaking baloon.
We hope your fingernails
That dug through the wreckage will grow,
And be cleaner soon.

Travis Bickle

Written By: Steven Calmes / Russell Courtney

This canvas talks in tongues
Far unrecognizable.

I've been torn down and stripped
To a point,
And all the kings men
Couldn't put it back together again.

It's just another Icarus storyline,
Where these buildings shine like the sun,
And my wings were my pride.
And everything tumbles to the ground
And becomes intertwined,
Like so many wrinkles in time,
And all of this wasted talent that used to be mine.

These buildings are razorblades.
Concrete and steel pierce my veins.

I've traded my brushes for needles
To help dull the pain.
I'm lost in euphoria.

My pride spills onto the floor,
Slowly connecting each linoleum tile
Linked forever by my failures.


A Million Engines in Neutral recorded their first demo in October 2006.

Set List

Sets have typically been between 45 and 90 minutes.