Live Music: Old Sap

Poet from Chicago, rambled out to Montana, cut a banjo from a tamarack, strings across the country, foot like a freight train, voice rushing down over lush Appalachia, sings a thrush tune through the rush hour and into your long-forgotten prairie dreams.

Folk. Folk Rock. Americana. 

Old Sap owns a “cowboy-sweet timber that rambles through his songs [and a] physical charisma that make his performances so engaging.”

“a range of musical expression that wanders between musings about nature’s cyclic harmony and the love and anguish inherent to the human condition.”

—Flathead Beacon