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Spirit Vine

On a misty winter night filled with bourbon and peace pipes Spirit Vine was born inside of a Wooden Ship in Echo Park. Inspired by Howlin' Wolf, Big Mama Thornton, and any sentient bold enough to imprint their ideas into the human psyche, five spirits embarked on a sojourn to create music with soul, that howls, coos, and crys like the spirit of the wind. Often drawing comparisons to Jefferson Airplane, and Shocking Blue, Spirit Vine have been playing the Los Angeles circuit for the past year in L.A.'s underground with some of the finest accessories to rock and roll the city has to offer. They were named "artist of the day" on Indie 103.1 and their music has received play on Indie 103.1. Spirit Vine will be releasing their upcoming EP " Golden" in January and will embark on a full US tour in March and early summer.
Inspired by working class heros and the light of the eternal flame, Spirit Vine's grass roots mentality will ensure that they are a force not to be reckoned with.

Coming correct with nasty guitars, a hollow and spacious organ sound, and a thick psychedelic blues flavor with spring reverb permeating throughout, Spirit Vine is the type of super retro tent revival that garage rock needs some more of. With great reverence toward the holiest of holies – 13th Floor Elevators, Blue Cheer, and The Seeds – Spirit Vine pulls out the bluesier movements in the Nuggets catalog, dusts ‘em off, and slows that shit down to a syrupy pace. The result is a driving, groovy, peyote-fueled swamp rock vision quest.
Though not necessarily groundbreaking, Spirit Vine, as demonstrated with “Golden,” is thoroughly solid and crafty. Moreover, it was a welcome reprieve from all the, I dunno, fucking retarded Neon Indian mixes people send me. I hate music sometimes.
I expect Ecstatic Peace to give these guys a call soon, lest I go find Thurston myself and put one of his guitars in standard E tuning when he’s not looking just to fuck with him. The band’s web presence is over here.
- Kenny Bloggins (

Despite buckets o’ rain and a stubborn cold that left me sniffling like a cokehead beagle, I grabbed at the chance to go to Spaceland for Lemon Sun’s last show of the year. I lucked into Spirit Vine’s set, with sultry-voiced Jacquelinne fronting a fine and insouciant psych-blues whirlwind already in progress and well-advanced, to judge from the flushed, giddy faces in the back. Unless you’re the kind of antiquarian with gigabytes and silicon stacks of Sweetwater, Feminine Complex, Rain Parade and 13th Floor Elevators LPs, the audacious spin this band puts on the genre effectively kicks the listener’s ass twice—once pro forma and the second time in appreciation of the clever variations they make on the heritage. Their set was over too soon, but the wait was happily short for the headliners.
- Ron Garmon (LA RECORD)

Starting off the night was Spirit Vine, a group of psychedelic blues rockers who play epic songs with dynamic crescendos that got the audience stomping and hollering for more. Their subject matter tackled topics of voodoo and gritty love—nothing strange for traditional blues. But the band does something unique by blending the familiar format with their own style creating something new altogether. Spirit Vine’s innovation only affirms band manager ??????? ??????? [huh?] description of their sound as a “revival of the revival.”
—Steven Carrer (LA RECORD)

Spirit Vine's people-of-the-canyon stoner rock revels in that musical moment when L.A.'s jingle-jangle hippie pop turned into a much heavier, overdrugged Charlie Manson creep-out.
- Wendy Gilmartin (LA WEEKLY)