Album Notes

Like most things, it started in spring, when the world is an ice cream social. Pat—the guy in the grandpa hat— was tired of flying solo. And Katie—with her hot and blue guitar—had some songs that were still half finished. They’d seen each other around their little Ohio town, and they’d played the same stages, but they always seemed to be walking in opposite directions. Then, one day, Katie— with her hot and blue eyes—made contact with Pat-- as he walked right beside her-- and you can guess the rest.

Here comes Pat, stage right. He’s more the quiet type, but be warned, your lead guitar man’s a drummer at heart. And there’s Katie, stage left, the spunky acoustic Canadian. She’s got charisma coming out of her leg warmers, and yes, her sweet coos are reminding you of Jenny Lewis and Juliana Hatfield. It’s sweet-hearted folk-pop, but it’s razor sharp, sister! Toss in Pat’s tender gusto de la Sufjan, and you’ve got quite the wicked pair—cuddly and burly, sunny and moody, Batman and Robin Hood! If you’d like to make those Mates of State comparisons, go right ahead. But hang around a while and you’ll want to get hitched, too. This is Katie & Pat.