Jared & The Mill

Ardenland presents

Jared & The Mill

Chief White Lightning

Tue, March 5, 2019

Doors: 7:00 pm / Show: 8:00 pm

$8.00 - $10.00

Ardenland presents

Tickets are $8 advance and $10 day of show.

This is a general admission, standing room only show. Any seating is general admission and available on a first come, first served basis.

Order tickets by phone at 877-987-6487.

There will be a $5 upcharge taken at the door for persons under 21.

**Show Presented in part by Capital City Beverage, Cathead Vodka, A2Z Printing & Find It In Fondren!

Jared & The Mill
Jared & The Mill
We’re 5 best friends from AZ. We love the desert, we love our city, its people, and we love each other. We love long drives, early mornings, late nights, dive bars, carne asada Tacos at 3 am, dirty jokes, and asking each other what we think about things. We’re just as likely to get down on Simon & Garfunkel and Bob Dylan as we are Van Halen, and Kendrick Lamar. We love dogs, we love our van, we love playing together, and we love you – it’s true. For the past few years, we’ve pretty much always been on tour, hitting the road on our own, with fellow bands, and have been lucky enough to open for a few heroes. From living rooms and basement clubs, to theaters and arenas, we just love playing shows, and being on the road.

Our fans are our greatest priority – we love them, we really do, and we do our best to insure them that we can’t do this without them. Our message is one of acceptance, not in a circle sitting kum-baya bullshit way, but in a way of acknowledging that we all have shit we regret, we all have passions and opinions, and it’s up to all of us to filter through our flaws and our regrets to find ourselves and love one another. Don’t judge other people, and care about everybody, like EVERYBODY everybody. Our shows are rowdy, you’ll break down your walls and realize you’re not in this alone. We hope you come to a show, make our songs a part of your story, and live the best fucking life you can.

Cheers,

Jared & The Mill
Chief White Lightning
Chief White Lightning
When asked about the idea behind his debut record, Josh Logan aka Chief White Lightning responded, “when music can make someone’s life a little easier, then it’s good.” It’s a basic sentiment that few would care to admit, let alone speak of, yet with Logan, walking down the street in Long Beach, you somehow get the idea that this isn’t a con. His white suit is tattered with patches, his beard overgrown and blown out. As people stare, he smiles. “I can’t help what people think,” he says. “And it wasn’t until I stopped caring, that I actually found what it is I wanted to do.” Long Beach had just inherited one of the best, young American songwriters by accident.
A decade earlier, Logan started crafting a grunge, punk motif in Austin, TX. He formed the Blind Pets, touring for months at a time with little to no money in a twisted punk fantasy. “I got older. The gigs got rougher. I wanted something else. It felt like I wasn’t looking in the right places.” After hooking up with guitarist, collaborator Jonas Wilson, Logan started writing with a different delivery. The earlier growl had somehow morphed into an endearing howl. “It was less obvious. It felt like I was writing pop songs from my childhood. I started remembering everything I grew up on. Started getting that feeling.”
Once they had enough to work with, the two got on a plane and took off to Portland, OR. Logan wanted to try something different and thought the best way to break bad habits was to not have them around. He enlisted an old friend, producer Matt Drenik to run the gamut of fleshing out these ideas into recordable tracks. Drenik grabbed former No. 2 and Elliott Smith drummer, Paul Pulvirenti, to join and the four set out on recording what would become Chief White Lightning’s self-titled debut record.
“I wanted no ego. It was just four people in a room making a record. There wasn’t a bad idea. If someone said something, everyone listened. Nobody was talking about what it should sound like. We all came from the same school of rock and roll, so our tastes were meshing.” Their work spawned eight post-garage tracks that caught the ear of Matt Messer at El Camino. “Matt sent them to me and I just kept going back through them, thinking about how timeless they felt. They were like these tiny vinnettes into this guy’s life that I barely knew.”
From the opening Big Star lush of “Don’t Do That” to the Dave Davies isolation of “Can’t Take It Back”, Logan had created his world of heroes and losers in just under thirty minutes. There were no modern gimmicks, no over-produced tricks. It was a fierce, undeniable stab at capturing the life of a song. While the country howl of “Down Under” brings to mind the last days of The Band, the post punk burn of “City’s Alive” leaves nothing but a lonely kid finding a home in the bright lights, big city of anywhere America. It’s the juxtaposition that lands Chief White Lightning somewhere in-between the past and present, a reality that he seems fine living in.
“I try not to give too much thought about where I’m suppose to be,” he said, walking me out of Alex’s Bar into the Long Beach skyline. “This was just somewhere on the map. I got offered a trip and never went back. And why should I?”
Venue Information:
Duling Hall
622 Duling Ave
Jackson, MS, 39216
http://www.dulinghall.com/