LOL EXCLUSIVE: First Look At Fritz Montana’s New EP, Scaredy Cat


This is a bit of a milestone for us over here.

Ever since our little website was started back in 2010, there has been the goal of doing some sort of exclusive features with bands. And, along with that, the hope has always been for an artist who shares the same passion for music as we do.

So, let me direct your attention to Fritz Montana – a soulful, indie, bluesy trio from San Francisco who are poised to make a splash bigger than a boulder falling from the Golden Gate Bridge.

After coming together in early 2013, soon releasing their debut EP less than six months following their formation, the band has since been hard at work for the last year, writing and recording their follow-up. Though Scaredy Cat isn’t due out until July, we were given (or better yet, graced with) the chance to get the first listen to the band’s newest seven tracks. And, while the band may still be in its infancy in terms of their time as a group, the music is packed with hooks and passion and excitement that let it speak for itself.

Instantly infectious, the bass-heavy “Let You Down” chugs its way in to start the album off on strong footing. While its usefulness and importance are sometimes forgotten in other genres, bassist Kevin Logan makes his presence known throughout the EP, whether it’s standing out on tracks like “My Body Does it All” or lending background support on “Fever.”

The drumming and rhythm provided by Matthew Hagarty is steady and solid throughout. Each member delivers a shining performance on the opening track, and each is given quick chances at stealing the spotlight at some point on the album. Hagarty’s first comes throughout the title track, though “Feel It in My Bones” features another worth-mention effort.

Lastly, it goes without saying that guitarist/vocalist David Marshall pulls his fair share of the weight. His voice has the ability to quickly shift from sharp to gritty, and his smooth, clean delivery juxtaposed with the less-than-sterile subject matter of tracks like “Bad Enough” or “Feel It in My Bones” add to their charm and bring about comparisons to The Hold Steady or The Strokes.

Bringing everything together on the last track – the catchy vocals, the sharp guitar-work, the concrete drumming and the rumbling bass, “A Long Way Out” just may save the best for last.

Like I had mentioned earlier, this band is young. Like, really young. But, despite this, they manage to make some pretty stellar music.

Fritz Montana are a prime example that disprove that old saying; you don’t have to learn to crawl before you can walk, because these three are off and running.

Give a listen to the first single off the new album below! 

Release date: Late July, 2014
Rating: 4.25/5
Runtime: 23:58

Track listing:
1 “Let You Down”
2 “My Body Does it All”
3 “Scaredy Cat”
4 “Feel It in My Bones”
5 “Bad Enough”
6 “Fever”
7 “A Long Way Out”

Written by Eric Riley

TWLOHA Collaborates With Singer, Christina Perri, On Exclusive Shirt Release

Non-profit organization, To Write Love On Her Arms, and "A Thousand Years" singer, Christina Perri, have collaborated to release an exclusive shirt! The shirt, available for purchase here, reads, "Hold On I Am Still Alive“ with ”This is not the end of me, this is the beginning“ behind it, as pictured below. The words are lyrics from Christina’s song, "I Believe,” which she wrote with the organization in mind and first performed it at TWLOHA’s HEAVY AND LIGHT. To add on to the uniqueness of the shirt, lyrics to the song in its entirety are printed inside!

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SXSW Guest Blog:: The Trash Pop Icons

Preparing for our trip to Austin for SXSW, I felt like a kid preparing for my first day of school. Not really knowing what to expect and full of questions. What’s it going to be like? Are people going to like me? Do I have everything I need? Did I pack enough shoes?! Needless to say, I was nervous, but excited and I think we all felt that.

Once we landed and drove away from the airport towards downtown, it was a little bit of a shock that Austin wasn’t at all what I expected. Where we all the cowboys?! Downtown Austin actually reminded each of us a lot of our home in San Francisco. The main differences were the food trucks everywhere and the fact that everyone was more than willing to have a conversation.  Meeting so many friendly people quickly eased all my nerves and made my decision of whether or not I liked Texas and easy one; I loved it!

I thought that being a female fronted band an event like this was going to be a bit of a challenge, but it proved to be the opposite. I think we got a little bit more attention for that. This was refreshing considering back home being a female fronted rock band makes it harder for people to pay attention and care. Or, at least, that’s how it feels sometimes. However, we soon found out that the only negative thing about being a “chick” band (sorry Bobby – our drummer) was how the humidity affected our hair! God bless Helene Curtis for inventing hair spray back in the 50’s. (yes, that’s a fact.) My sister, Naomi, and I would’ve been lost without it.

Day time on 6th street during SXSW can be compared to your typical street fair only multiply the head count by about a thousand.  Night time transforms 6th street into a madhouse (multiply the head count by a million! Or, at least, that’s how it feels). Crazy outfits. Music EVERYWHERE! People performing on the roofs of their cars. Anything just to get heard. Cd’s, flyers, food containers, etc. cover the streets like a grassy field in spring. It can be overwhelming at times, but that fact that everyone there has traveled for miles solely for the love of music makes the vibe out on the street unlike any I’ve ever experienced before.

When I was a kid first learning how to play guitar, SXSW and Austin, TX seemed like a million miles away. I had heard about it and was in awe of all the bands that were able to make the journey across country or across multiple countries and seas to be a part of it. To actually BE there, experiencing something so beautiful was a dream come true for me. (The SXSW tragedy is exempt from this statement. Our hearts go out to those affected and their families.)

Now that we’re home, I have a whole new list of questions for myself, only this time they’re a little bit different. What has this experience taught me? So much it’s hard to summarize. I think I’m still taking in the lessons. How and what can we improve? I am more aware now of my areas of opportunity as a performer than I ever was. Did I pack too many pairs of shoes? No way! There’s no such thing. Are we going back next year? Hell yes we are! And prepare yourself Texas, because we’re going to come back stronger and rocking harder than ever!


Road Blog:: On My Honor. (Update 5)

On My Honor, a pop-punk band from TN, has just started their fall tour and will be on the road until early November. The band has a busy month ahead of them as they are currently touring with GA pop-punk band, Veara (Epitaph Records), will then meet up with The Swellers (No Sleep Records) and will also play Fest in Gainesville, FL next month before ending their tour. Needless to say, these boys will be busy and we have your behind the scenes look of their life on the road!

Previous posts: Update 1. Update 2. Update 3. Update 4.

Update 5.
From drummer, Tobias Campbell

Oct. 20th – We met back up with Veara in South Bend, Indiana. The show that night was in a venue called The Generic Shop, which was this rad little hole in the wall building, with no actual stage, making the show seem more intimate. That night we hung out with our buddy Derek from the band Trash the Dress. We attempted to buy a Ouija Board since Derek lives next to a graveyard in South Bend, but Walmart doesnt carry them in-store anymore.

Oct. 21st – This was an off day. We went with our buddy Derek to check out the only cool thing in South Bend. Notre Dame. After walking around campus for a couple hours we went to the bar and grill Derek works at and hung out until we went back to crash at his place for another night.

Oct. 22nd – We  dropped a show in Cincinnati, OH which gave us another day off. Since the next day’s show was going to be in Cleveland we decided to leave South Bend and get a hotel room in Cleveland. The hotel was relaxing and we were able to find the Nashville Predators game vs the Minnesota Wild on TV. Drew, Jordan, and myself are pretty big hockey fans. Drew and Jordan are major Preds supporters. Since I’m from Idaho I’ve never really had an NHL team I fully backed, but since the Preds are the state team I might as well get into it. For real though. Ask me about my Idaho Steelheads, or the ECHL. I got you boo. The Preds ended up losing (like they normally do) and it was a disappointing end to a day where we drove through the entire boring state of Ohio.

Oct. 23rd -We started off the day going and checking out the Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame in Cleveland. It was a blistering cold day with the wind whipping off the lake. Double sweatshirts and I was still shaking. After the HOF we went to load in. Veara had been having van problems and we were unsure if they were going to make it. They did just in time to watch us play. The venue was really rad, just had way too many local bands on the bill. And it started snowing. On the plus side, I bought Drew a one direction key chain for a buck.

Oct. 24th -There was a show that night for us and Veara in Connecticut so we drove through the night. While in Pennsylvania I found some Birch Beer, a magical Root Beer like drink that has evaded me since I started looking for it in Boston two tours ago. It wasnt the same brand I was looking for but it was still the soft drink. Terrible but still Birch Beer. When we made it to Connecticut we had a friend put us up for a couple hours until the show at this studio space. The venue was rad and the guys working there were even cooler. It was a super fun show, probably one of my favorites with Veara.

Oct. 25th – New York City, New York. Manhattan. The Studio at Webster Hall. On My Honor. The Swellers. Candy Hearts. This show was completely packed out. The hours before were filled with mostly frustration. Parking in The City is the worst task anyone can find. Once the show kicked off it got much better. Jake and I went off and found $1 slices of Pizza which were pretty good for just being a dollar. Once back at the venue our buddies Nick and Jesse from Far From Proper came to hang out. This show was probably our best set of the tour. The crowd reaction was amazing. Candy Hearts, who we played with previously in Greensboro, NC at Songs Of The South Fest, put on an amazing show for their pretty much hometown crowd. Then The Swellers came on. The Swellers have been my favorite band for a couple of years now. The song Best I Ever Had convinced me to pursue a career in the music industry (Thanks Nick and Jono.) When they came on, The Studio erupted. They started off the set with the first song off The Light Under Closed Doors, Should. Myself, Nick, Jesse, the rest of On My Honor, and New York were singing every word to every song, and suffering through Anto’s bad stage jokes. During the break at the end of Runaways, the Swellers cover Coffee Mug by The Descendents. I tried to get an old school circle pit going but the kids were all about Push Moshing so I got beat up in the pit. The Swellers also pulled out a song both Jake and I freaked over. They covered Knowledge by Operation Ivy just on a whim. All in All it was a super tight show.

Oct. 26th – This show was in South Jersey, put on by the lovely Taylor from Short Lived Affair. Other than not being able to use my own drumset, and playing behind what felt like a Hockey Penalty Box, the show was pretty good. Afterwards us and Veara went back to Taylor’s house where we played with her two dogs, sat by a fire and roasted marshmallows, and had sweet hot tub hangs.

Oct. 28th– This was our last show with Veara. If you havent seen them live you need to go. Patrick, Brad, Bryan, and Brittany are some of the best musicians I’ve seen live. If you’re a young musician, go watch and learn. If you just dig music, check them out. The live show is fantastic. If they aren’t coming near you, at least pick up their new album Growing Up Is Killing Me. It’s an amazing album.

We still have a week left with The Swellers, where we play Fest12 and our hometown. Looking forward to finishing this tour out strong.

On My Honor

Road Blog:: On My Honor. (Update 2)


On My Honor, a pop-punk band from TN, has just started their fall tour and will be on the road until early November. The band has a busy month ahead of them as they are currently touring with GA pop-punk band, Veara (Epitaph Records), will then meet up with The Swellers (No Sleep Records) and will also play Fest in Gainesville, FL next month before ending their tour. Needless to say, these boys will be busy and we have your behind the scenes look of their life on the road!

Previous posts: Update 1.

Update 2.
From vocalist, Drew Justice:

September 29- Poughkeepsie, NY
   I woke up on the floor of an oceanside beach house in CT, next to a spot that apparently had just been cleaned of my friend’s vomit from the night before. Our pal Matt from Far From Proper turned 21 the night before, and we were lucky enough to be in the area and stoked to share his day with him. The windows were open so I could hear the tide and voices of my friends on the back porch. I threw a shirt back on and spent the morning drinking coffee and just enjoying everyone’s company back by the water. We eventually left, showing up an hour late for load-in at The Loft in Poughkeepsie, NY. The show was a good time, and after our set I met a guy named Ben who told us he had just driven eight hours from VA to catch us and Veara. After the show, we hit up the Palace Diner with Nick, Angelo and Jesse from Far From Proper. I had planned on just having coffee, but caved pretty much immediately when it was brought to my attention that they offered a mac and cheese, pulled pork BBQ, grilled cheese sandwich. Immersed in a food coma, we rolled to Nick’s house for the night where we started laundry and tried to get to sleep.


September 30- Wappinger Falls, NY
   Getting to sleep proved pretty difficult last night. I can feel what I’m afraid is a sinus infection coming on. After hours of rearranging, trying to get comfortable and thinking I was almost there, only to fall back into a coughing fit, I finally faded sometime around five thirty. I ventured downstairs around eleven, and Tobias told me there was coffee in the kitchen. I finished my first cup, then headed to the shower. I took one of those “I’m feeling sick” showers–the ones that consist mostly of standing with your head down and staring down the drain while the water, as hot as you can handle, hits the back of your head and top of your neck and you imagine the mucus and illness evaporating in the steam. Finally, we were all up and ready, so we headed to Amiliano’s–our favorite Poughkeepsie-area NY pizzeria. Angelo and Jesse from FFP met us there, where we talked about Skynet and pop music. A couple of errands had to be ran afterward, so Jordan dropped Dan and myself off at a Sprint store to get a phone for him, his having been busted in Boston. The other guys tried to get Tobias’s kick pedal back in working order. After welcoming Dan to the iPhone family, we walked down the street to Bad Ass Coffee to wait on the guys, where our barista was a new friend we had made at Matt’s party in Connecticut.
We made it back to Nick’s, where he, Lucas and I hammered out a Movielife cover we had been wanting to do together for a while. The rest of the night was a relaxing one, filled with Backstreet Boy songs, tea to nurse the cough factory in my throat, great talks and heart-to-hearts with Nick (which they always are; dude’s one of my favorite people on the planet) and catching the newest South Park with Dan. Jordan held down the living room couch watching The Bodyguard and Ancient Aliens, until we all finally came together and ended the night watching a Justin Timberlake profile on Fuse.

October 1- Niagara Falls, NY
   Leaving Nick always sucks, but I woke up at 7:20 to do just that and to start getting everyone up to head to Niagara Falls where we’d booked a room for the day. We drove across upstate New York, which is one of my favorite drives in the country. In the fall it’s particularly beautiful. The leaves are changing, and even the interstate offers a great view of tons of forest, littered with miles of leaves changing, interrupted occasionally by upstate farmhouses that are just as gorgeous in their own way. Around four p.m. we made it to the hotel a little ahead of Veara. While everyone was showering Dan, Tobias and I visited their room to do a little decorating–setting the microwave clock to 6:66, tucking a luggage cart into their bed, building curtains from sheets and iron cords, hiding pillows in the fridge and shower, and the like. Once everyone was cleaned up, most of us walked toward the pedestrian bridge into Canda. I’d seen the falls before, but only from the American side. We passed the turnstiles on the American side, everyone fairly excited at the fact that we were walking across an international border. We stopped at the boundary line and took a handful of pictures in the mist and winds then quickly headed on. We crossed the border with no problems (the attendant even asked if we had weapons and took it on good faith that my knife wasn’t intended to kill anyone with). We tried to find a bar to watch hockey and enjoy cheap beers in, then quickly realized we were in a rather touristy area that likely wouldn’t lend itself to that too readily. Still, we wandered the area, taking advantage of more photo opportunities in this place that reminded me of Gatlinburg in Tennessee–Ripley’s attractions and the typical vacation restaurants all around. After stopping by the dinosaur mini-golf and giant Ferris wheel, we walked away from the town center and found a small place called Jack’s that was playing the game. Our stay was brief, and we headed back toward the border. We found getting back into the states to be slightly more annoying–a foreshadowing of what we would deal with the following night as well. We cleared customs then paid the .50 each to get back into NY. Jordan, Jake and I spent the rest of the night sneaking beers from my backpack sitting at the falls, which I’d never seen at night. It was only slightly trafficked and no one bothered us, as we sat there talking, marveling at the multi-colored lit mist that filled nearly the entire the crevasse of the falls and occasionally hid completely the massive space needle just across the water. When we were satisfied, the guys headed to a stateside bar and to meet the rest of Veara. I retired to our room and called it a decent off-day.

October 2- Toronto, ON
   We checked out of our rooms and headed to Taco Bell for breakfast. Today was our first time driving across international borders, so we took a few minutes to clean the van and “dispose” of what alcohol we had left from our off days. Crossing the border proved fairly easy, but I found driving in Toronto to be a trip. I hate driving in towns that have trolly lines in the streets and virtually no left turns, which was exactly where we found ourselves. Tobias described it as a “bastard child of Portland and Seattle.” Our GPS wasn’t working either, having not been updated since 2008, so our best bet at navigation was a series of screen shot maps that Tobias took before we left the states. In all of the shows we’ve ever played, this was probably the worst load-in of all time as well. We had to park down and across the street, which meant we had to cross rush hour Toronto traffic and the trolly lines with our gear, before carrying it up four flights of stairs. Despite earlier frustrations, the show was a good time, and the people working the venue were fantastic to us. We spent a good deal of time at the bar watching hockey with our new friends, George and Tyler. We were ready to get back to the motherland and decided passing the border at night would be easier, so we began our four hour drive to Pittsburgh. We stayed up chatting for a while and of course ran in to more difficulty getting back into the U.S. than out of it. After opening our trailer and getting some grief from the patrolman, we were told to go inside while they ransacked the van. Despite all of that, the handful of people singing along and our new friends made our Canadian adventure an overall good one.

October 3- Pittsburgh, PA
   I woke up around 4:30 p.m. to Lucas rolling a cold pumpkin ale across my leg and saying, “good morning.” I’d slept in the van all day and found my clothes soaked through with sweat. Eventually I came to life and made my way into the venue. The show was a surprisingly good one, based on our very few previous Pittsburgh experiences. After the show, I retired back to the van and laid in the floor listening to Biz Marquee radio with Dan and Tobias until the other guys were ready to go.

October 4- Kent, OHimage

We made it to Kent far too early and spent the majority of the day walking by the river or sleeping in the van when it was raining, after getting our oil changed. Kent State is one of the nicer campuses I’ve come across, and we’ve already made some great memories there, particularly on our tour with Major League and The Tired and True last year. After loading in to the Euro Gyro, we went to Taco Bell with Veara where three of us won free food on the coin drop. The set was one of the most intense of tour, and probably the hottest I’ve ever played–stage diving from tables and a fairly constant push-pit. It was tough to find a dry patch of clothing on any of us afterward. After all of us stripping to our underwear by the trailer and re-dressing, I went back inside to watch Veara. During their set, I noticed a few guys I’d talked to after ours standing by the restroom. One of them was inside the open door, holding his face with what I’d assumed was a busted lip. His friend told me he’d “busted his face pretty badly.” I got a look and he’d bitten through his tongue, apparently due to an elbow to the face. I told them we had a first aid kit in the van and walked them outside. His friend grabbed ice, but obviously there wasn’t much we could do from a small first aid kit; dude needed stitches. We sat him up on the van and kept talking to him, encouraging him not to pass out until his pals found a hospital to get him to. Shortly thereafter, the Gyro started clearing out and we headed toward Flint, MI, where a friend of ours and venue owner in the area was kind enough to let us crash. I rode with Veara, where they exposed me to South African pop music and we talked about Godzilla.

October 5- Lansing, MI



We didn’t make it to Flint until a little after six am. I opted to jump in our van and fall asleep. Shortly after noon I came to and joined the dudes in the house. Our host is a mutual friend with The Swellers, so we showered and watched Shawn of the Dead while those guys shot a music video downstairs. Once everyone was cleaned up, we headed to Mac’s Bar for an early load-in. All of the work was done by four. The bar was playing Idiocracy and SLC Punk so we all sat back watching it, and I enjoyed free beer from the bar. The set was a good time too, with a few kids singing along. Afterward, we took photos with a group of dudes, grabbed Hungry Howie’s for dinner and headed to spend our Saturday night with Veara and Way To Fall, the local from the show. Solid Saturday.