Pinegrove
New York City, New York, United States
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“Over the course of their set, Pinegrove demonstrated an impressive range of their own. Until recently singer-guitarist Evan Hall was a solo act, but now Pinegrove also features Nandi Plunkett on vocals, piano, and percussion. The interplay of two voices—mostly in counterpoint rather than harmony—gives Hall’s songs much greater depth and lends Pinegrove a distinctive sound.” - Pop Matters
“Over the course of their set, Pinegrove demonstrated an impressive range of their own. Until recently singer-guitarist Evan Hall was a solo act, but now Pinegrove also features Nandi Plunkett on vocals, piano, and percussion. The interplay of two voices—mostly in counterpoint rather than harmony—gives Hall’s songs much greater depth and lends Pinegrove a distinctive sound.” - Pop Matters
“Over the course of their set, Pinegrove demonstrated an impressive range of their own. Until recently singer-guitarist Evan Hall was a solo act, but now Pinegrove also features Nandi Plunkett on vocals, piano, and percussion. The interplay of two voices—mostly in counterpoint rather than harmony—gives Hall’s songs much greater depth and lends Pinegrove a distinctive sound.” - Pop Matters
“I love this laid back, slower tempo indie track by a new artist here, Pinegrove. The song has a slow start, but over time incorporates a steady beat while holding on to consistent lyrics and vocal performance. About two minutes in, the song takes a sudden turn and becomes a slightly choppier, more passionately driven piece, creating a nice bridge and variation to the track. “ - The Indie Kollection
Discography
Mixtape One - 2010
http://www.pinegrove.bandcamp.com
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Bio
Pinegrove is a five-piece band living in Brooklyn, NY. Members have variously called Montclair, NJ and Kenyon College home. Pinegrove makes music of the indie-rock/americana/soul/psych/visual variety. They make percussive and melodic songs. They make textural songs, polyrhythmic songs that knock firmly at your eardrums. And your eardrums tentatively say “come in?” And they will, the songs, compressed discs of wood, densely coiled in the marks of each year. They will roll in, clattering, knocking the vase off the mantle, cracking the mirror over the fireplace. They will offer you a drink. They will insist on DJing. They will fall asleep on your futon. They will snore. You will wake up smiling in a pile of debris, Pinegrove apologetic at your feet, offering to pay for the damage. You will also be surprised and delighted to discover that Pinegrove has made you french toast. And it is prepared exactly how you like it.
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