Bourbon Therapy is Playing in SF, Sunday 3/22--CANCELLED
BT Joined by Overland + The Great Dying
Sunday, March 22nd $10 Advance / $15 Door 21+ CANCELLED
We are sorry to have to cancel this show but it's absolutely the right thing to do. We want you all to stay safe and hang in there. And when this is all over, we'll have a big old party!
Bourbon Therapy Song Notebooks Stolen
1/26/20 Hoping for a miracle here
Unfortunately my vehicle was broken into today in Oakland, CA. Stolen from my trunk, among other items, were my two Bourbon Therapy song notebooks. These have HIGH sentimental value to me and no value to anyone else--especially whoever felt the need to break into my trunk today. If by some miracle of miracles my notebooks are found, please email bourbontherapy@gmail.com to let me know. I will gladly take them back, no questions asked.
One notebook has "Bourbon Therapy" on the cover. The other notebook has "Bourbon Therapy #2" on the cover. The picture with the lined paper below is from the inside of one of my notebooks. The other picture isn't an exact picture but it's similar, and shows how the outside of both notebooks appear. They are identical.
I can't tell you how grateful I'd bee if they were found.
Check out the review of "This Beautiful Scene"
Bourbon Therapy sweep up into ‘This Beautiful Scene’
6/21/19 Review by B-Sides and Badlands
Fire rages around us. So, we escape as best we know how. Sometimes, we hide away in the pages of yellowed novels and collections of poetry. Other times, we slip back into a deep, warm slumber for peace. San Francisco alt-country troupe Bourbon Therapy ⏤ of lead singer Maria Long, Aaron Skiles (vocals, bass, harmonica, piano), Rebecca Cole Skiles (vocals, keys), Josh Manion (drums, vocals), Andrew Waegel (pedal steel guitar, banjo) and Shelby Lanterman (keys, guitar, vocals) ⏤ let their bodies float outside of themselves. “The Beautiful Scene” is a windswept dream, gliding through the syrupy goodness of what life could be before they scatter back to earth. The ruin falls away as quickly as setting sun, however. “Voices rang out through the dark / All joined in to sing a bar / Echoed over hills and streams / But it was just a dream,” Long sings, waxing drowsily poetic. Her angelic voice rings out as an urgent call of desperation, but before you know, you, too, are sunken into a place that’s nowhere and everywhere at the same time. It’s the kind of astonishing performance that’ll grip you tight and never let go.