MP3 Nopomojo - Fallen Angels
Debut album from Portland, Oregon band that delivers a diverse selection of acoustic and electric Americana; mixing folk, rock, blues, and country, the concoction is a devilish brew of songs that will satisfy a variety of musical tastes!
12 MP3 Songs in this album (51:11) !
Related styles: Folk: Folk-Rock, Blues: Country Blues, Type: Lyrical
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From the streets of North Portland, NoPoMoJo blends an eclectic brew of Blues, Folk, Swing, Old-Timey, and Country music, with a hint of Gypsy added, that is truly Americana at its best! Presenting catchy original music with thought-provoking lyrical content, their sound is unique, yet universal. Formed in 2004, the band has evolved into its current line-up that includes, Randy Yearout, Alan Ames, Jim Toussaint, Kevin Eastes, Johhnie Corrie, and Wayne Waits. With an arsenal of instruments that consists of acoustic and electric guitars, mandolin, harmonica, dobro, lap-steel, pedal steel, fiddle, bass, drums, washboard, NoPoMoJo knows no musical boundaries. The mojo comes from Randy Yearoutʼs creative songwriting that is a bottomless well of diversity which dives deep into the human story of pain, suffering, and elusive happiness, providing the listener with the not-so clear choices that must be made throughout their lives and within their soul.
The devil you say!
When itʼs all said and done, NoPoMoJo is a magical musical experience that will enlighten your spirits on a dark, rainy night, giving you the powers to get through the next day.
How is this accomplished, you ask? From their website, NoPoMoJo explains the magical spell they are under, “We perform an energetic blend of acoustic/electric music of which the driving force is taken from the music and stories of simple lives and hard times. Our tunes have been coerced out of our minds by various substances, only to be etched with ink (or blood) onto sheets of paper (or the occasional nightclub napkin), then mysteriously transformed into wildly gyrating actions of human appendages onto the fretboard of various stringed instruments, and the percussive surfaces of sheet metal and skins, only then to be spewed out upon the unsuspecting audience in an emotionally charged discharge of vocality, electronic emissions and sound waves, through a smoky grid of uncertainty.”