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Sol Driven Train

Sol Driven Train has for many years been voted Charleston’s favorite band, and their sound has helped shape their hometown’s musical identity for more than a decade. It’s soulful and rich like Charleston’s food, approachable like its people, rooted in history like its architecture, and as diverse as you’d expect from a city that, for instance, has a Prius-driving Democrat for a mayor in one of the country’s reddest states.

Still, this is no “local” band. While the port town vibe of Charleston helped them stand apart from any other roots band in the industry, their worldly sound comes from experience. With a full horns section and intermittent African drum solos, Sol Driven Train fuses influences from New Orleans, the Caribbean, and a range of other cultural hubs where the Southeastern sound was born –places they’ve all been to, and developed surrogate families during their 14 years on the road. It’s with that perspective that the band has adopted this passage from by Tom Robbins’ Villa Incognito as their personal mantra:

“If you need to visualize the soul, think of it as a kind of train. Yes, a long, lonesome freight train rumbling from generation to generation on an eternally rainy morning: its boxcars are loaded with sighs and laughter, its hobos are angels, its engineer is the queen of spades – and the queen is wild. Whoo-whoo! Hear that epiphanic whistle blow. The train’s destination is the godhead, but it stops at the Big Bang, at the orgasm, and at the hole in the fence that the red fox sneaks through down behind the barn. It’s simultaneously a local and an express, but it doesn’t transport weaponry, and it certainly ain’t no milk run.”

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