sarahholtschlag

Sarah Holtschlag's songs are an uppercut as much as a french kiss. From fightin and truckin songs to woebegone lullabies about forget-you-not low-flying birds, her sounds charm as well as haunt, tilt as well as persuade.



In the growing up times, Sarah lived in the foothills of factory towers in mid-Michigan. There she learnt to play the singing saw (a 26" stainless steel blade from ace hardware).



-Ferris Dayton, Chicago music critic