Adam Greuel, guitarist and singer for Horseshoes & Hand Grenades had recently released his first solo album, Low Income Porridge, at the beginning of March. Then the world got sick and closed down for business. Greuel took that quarantine time at home that was imposed on us to become inspired.
Since the world shut down a few weeks ago and all live music events have come to a stop we have been wondering what those in the music industry have been doing with their time at home. We reached out and asked our friends, favorite bands, and people in the questions below to find out what they have been doing while living the Quarantine Life.
Adam Greuel is a special person. The conditions that existed in the universe to create him, I’ll never understand, as much as I’d love to regularly recreate them. He seems to have these three characteristics in abundance: courage, generosity, and curiosity. To be a successful musician these are the three things you need to have. Adam has the courage to step on stage and lay it on the line – no holding back.
And any musician will tell you that generosity is a thing that feels like encouragement to whoever you might be sharing the stage with. The generous player always gets invited back.
Curiosity is what put him in the room or at the festival to hear all sorts of good, live music at an early age. But on his latest album titled Low Income Porridge (Casimir Gold Records) his curiosity has manifested. Beyond the widespread success of his band Horseshoes & Hand Grenades, Adam is now producing records for other artists and for himself. Because, well – courage…generosity…curiosity. And it’s at work on this collection of original tunes.
In ancient lore, the fabled High Hawk was the winged messenger of peace. The High Hawk would deliver his message through music, bringing a shining ray of joy and light from above. In modern times, bassist Brian Adams explains that High Hawk took its name from when Leftover Salmon’s Vince Herman wandered deep into the mountain forest outside his home looking for some kind of spiritual sign.
“He had rolled a fat doobie to take with him,” says Adams. “When he found what appeared to be a sacred place atop a mountain he pulled the giant hogleg out of his shirt pocket and held it high in the air and closed his eyes before he planned to spark it up. Out of nowhere a hawk swooped in and grasped the enormous jazz cigarette with its talons and gracefully pulled it away from Vince’s fingers. The hawk flew high into the air with the joint until it disappeared from view.”