
Onward, Soldiers
Onward, Soldiers: These guys know how to make good music. Sean Thomas Gerard, he's a sharp guy. Teeth cut as much on folk heroes Guthrie and Dylan as Rakim and KRSOne. His songs are observations, peppered with prose about life as he knows it; restless, inspiring, not without ghosts or doubt but driven by ambition to leave obstacles in the dust, to wave at 'em in the rear-view mirror. Sean probably also has Benjamin Button syndrome. He looks 25 but has the voice of a man twice his age. It's bizarre, and endearing. When you see him onstage you're like "there's no way this kid isn't 50. Did he eat grandpa before the show?"
"Nope, I'm right here," silver-fox drummer, Kevin Rhodes, would then reply. Kevin's reverse Benjamin Button. Don't let the gray fool you. Kevin has more energy than five kids on Cocoa Puffs. On Lincoln Morris's forearm is a tattoo of a swarm of bees coming down from a mountain. That's how bad-ass a guitarist he is. On some jazzy blues-god left field shit. Linc also produced, recorded, and engineered Onward, Soldiers' debut album "Ghosts in This Town". The music! That's what it's about! "Ghosts in This Town" is a fantastic record. The cover should accompany the dictionary entry for "band to watch". It's a mission statement with room to grow. Every track is like an outline of moods and ideas that beg further exploration. The only limit is the listener's imagination. And they're a terrific live act too. With Lincoln on guitar now, the band soars; finding new opportunities in every moment. These four fellas (bass back-boned by Jarett Dorman: a shadowy, enigmatic cleaner to whom punctuality is "a myth" but rhythm, instinct) genuinely enjoy playing music together, and that same positive energy spills onto the crowd at every show.








