Aaron Navarro was born and raised in Austin, Texas, birthplace of some of the greatest rock and country music. Like Memphis, Chicago and New Orleans, Austin celebrates many different styles of music and blends them into an organic, original style all its own. The impact of renown song-writers such as the heart-breaking and often humorous Robert Earl Keen, the raw integrity of bluesmen like Albert King and SRV, that perfect mix of all things American roots music has to offer in what the Rolling Stones gave back to us...it's all there.

Navarro's songs focus on real life in that Southern tradition. It's beautiful even when it isn't working out quite how you pictured it. After his stint at Texas A&M, Navarro returned with more than a diploma. He had stories to tell and a voice and guitar to tell them with. His education was just as steeped in the road-weary tales of Pat Green and Reckless Kelly's 'people on the brink of making it work but never quite getting it there' and Skynyrd and Mellencamp's celebration of the heartland. So he started writing songs with that natural blend of country's mellow, back-porch stories and rock's edge and urgency and never looked back.

Frankie Sullivan once said something to this effect: if you can break it down to just a guy and an acoustic guitar and it still gives you chills, then you know it's really a great song. That's where these songs started. Few of them end there, and only when appropriate. The rest are pumped through the same veins as the Southern Rock, Alt.-Country and Blues-Rock that the purists like JJ Cale and the Stones of the 70s, and Drive-by Truckers created. It's that stuff you can't get a prescription for, that stuff that you can't be denied by some corporation or radio programmer. The music was always there in your head. You were just waiting for the right words to come along and show you how; that screaming lead to hit those notes your voice can't, the pounding bass and toms that beat in line with your pulse...That's what music is to me, and if it read anything like your own personal definition, then you need to be a part of this.

(Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals)

Native Texan and guitar-slinger Jason Nunnencamp fell in love and lust with the guitar at a very young age. It’s that obvious to anyone who hears him play that the guitar loves him back. He graduated from the school of hard rock with a diploma that at one time looked mysteriously like a mullet. Don’t you mind that. What’s important here is that “Nutterbutter” is acknowledged for his ability to make every note count. On the other hand his string-stretching and tone have been known to tackle listeners caught off-guard, taking over their bodies uncontrollably and causing them to grab the nearest lady and dance, sing like a drunken frat boy or just dig the tunes and smile. On top of all that he can sink right in on harmony vocals and has been known to throw down as lead a few times. Jason also plays guitar for the Meagan Tubb Band (a killer blues-soul-rock band that reminds you of those old jam bands but updated for the short attention span), Derral Gleason (the “Glease” stalks the stage like it’s his prey, his brand of rock makes you wonder what the Stones would’ve sounded like if they’d started in the punk era), and bass for Andrea Marie and Magnolia Honey (a classic country-tinged Spicewood favorite). Jason’s burning riffage and soulful singing add that edge that makes the band rock and sometimes even roll.

(Drums, Backing Vocals)

Santiago “Salt” Rodriguez started out as Aaron Navarro’s co-conspirator way before Navarro decided he wanted to form a band. They’ve been friends since they were little kids and rumor has it that they wreaked havoc all through Central Texas. Nowadays Salt, like his father, plays drums and conspires with Navarro and Co. to make the songs hit hard or settle back into the pocket, whichever is called for. Salt was one of the founding members of the band and has had a profound impact—in the parlance of our times—on molding the sound of the band. If music is a language, the dialect of this band is rooted in the one created by Navarro and Rodriguez. His love of great songwriters and Texas music adds depth and integrity, and it shows in songwriting as well. Check out “The Vault” from Waiting on This Train to hear a good example of this.

(Drums)

John Duran hails from California. A wanted man behind the kit, his mastery of striking things with precision—much like Muhammed Ali—has been acknowledged by many. In fact, Duran also percusses with Meagan Tubb Band and Derral Gleason. He only claims responsibility for “driving that train,” but we all know better. Duran is like a master chef who knows the flava of all the spices but ain’t afraid to steal Colonel’s secret recipe when greasy fried chicken groove is all that’s needed. Aside from being a versatile, inventive drummer, he’s also a master of expressionism. Come out to a gig John’s playing and see what music looks like when you’re feeling it.