the may fire

There’s something about The May Fire that grabs you by scruff of the neck. Perhaps it’s the cowbell chug or brilliantly fuzzy guitars that demand your attention. Or maybe you’re lured in by a voice that slithers like a lustier Patti Smith or Kim Deal. Whatever compels your ear, it doesn’t take more than a few notes to realize you’re in the presence of a band that knows how to meld indie rock, simmering ache & indestructible pop chops into just the kind of ear candy you’ve been craving.