Snughouse, The Girls From Ruby Falls

The Sunday Buzz Matinee from Cygnus Radio

Snughouse

The Girls From Ruby Falls

Sun, May 5, 2019

Doors: 3:00 pm / Show: 4:00 pm

Free

This event is 21 and over

Snughouse
Snughouse
SnugHouse is Nikhil Dasgupta, Alex Millan, Rosie Borden, Laura Pauline and Sam Kyzivat. In the studio and on stage, the quintet explores its full expanse of influences which includes indie-folk, bucolic acoustic balladeering, frisky soulful pop, and delicately textured indie rock. This eclectic palette is masterfully tied together by a sweet sincerity captured in emotionally direct lyrics, stunning four-part harmonies, and profound interpersonal bonds that shine through onstage and in recordings. SnugHouse tracks fit comfortably alongside songs by Darlingside, The Ghost of Paul Revere, and The Head and the Heart.

The band name is a tip of the hat to the beloved local watering hole, The Snug, conveniently located below Nikhil’s apartment where he hosted countless formative rehearsals. Since forming in the fall of 2017, the quintet has made profound headway in the local scene. To date, SnugHouse has made appearances on Portland’s two biggest televised music programs, and garnered regular radio airplay on all local stations, most notably 98.9 WCLZ. In addition, CLZ has featured SnugHouse on their station stage at Portland’s biggest summer food and culture festival, Old Port Fest. The band has released two EPs: 2017’s self-titled, and 2018’s Like Water, with plans to work toward a full-length album.
The Girls From Ruby Falls
The Girls From Ruby Falls
Raised like wildflowers, left loose to drink rain or tears, to turn sunlight into nourishment for ourselves. In the mud of the Tennessee River, we grew to blossom and fight off threats with our thorns.

Of course, one of us always had more thorns than blossoms.

We're Iris and Laurel Caulthorn, the Girls from Ruby Falls. We have a full score of stories to tell you; songs we sang to the moon and the ghosts in the woods. Some of them are about love, of course, both the kind you regret and the kind you mourn. Some of them are about our daddy and his whiskey; our mama and her weeping heart. Some of them are about blood.

We’d like to sing them to you, like we used to sing them to the ghosts...