David Hillman

David Hillman is an honest to god gentleman.



Show up on the doorstep of his Seattle home, and he'll invite you in and offer you a drink. Bring him a gift, and he'll make sure you don't leave emtpy handed. Win a bar bet, and he'll pay up quicker than you can say, "I told you so!"



David's solo debut, Americana Hour, is just as generous and inviting as the

man himself. David and his gang sound like your best friend’s band; the one

you always wished you’d be invited to play in. You can play tambourine,

right? And there are plenty of “la la la” choruses to sing along on. It’s

a musical house party, and the whole neighborhood’s invited. Come on over,

there’s always room for more.



David's story-songs range from romantic to sinister to outright silly, but

you’re always smack dab in the middle of them. Americana Hour takes you on

a dusty backroads drive through American musical history. You land at a

friend’s house, well past midnight, when the guitars come out and you’re

serenaded with preposterous tales of pyromaniacs in love, cowgirls and

gunslingers. Twangy bar blues filters out of an after-hours club. Inside, the

lovelorn drown their heartache in whiskey and cigarettes, while jilted lovers lurk

in dark corners with murder on their minds. Maybe you head in, or maybe you

walk on in the early morning fog, to the tune of an irresistible waltz, dancing with

your lover all the way to the moon. At an afternoon barn dance, you swing

your partner ‘round a joyful ode to a beloved fishing spot, while fiddles and

guitars play off each other in the brilliant sunshine.



Americana Hour is the soundtrack of lazy summer afternoons on back porches

and late nights wandering deserted city streets, of dim saloons and

endless train tracks. David Hillman is one hell of a tour guide. If you

happen to see him out there on the road, buy him a drink or two. He’ll tell

you stories, he’ll make you laugh. If you keep him around long enough, he might

even clean out your ice box making you some Midnight Pasta!