Cottage Jefferson is a rock band. Their songs are made up of guitars, bass, keyboard, and drums. Jim D. Hill, Dan Jackson, Erick Perrine, and Katie Preston are all proficient enough at their chosen instruments to be able to sing while playing them. They can often be heard harmonizing their vocals while playing their instruments at the same time. Katie Preston and Dan Jackson’s vocals are perfectly complementary. Dan’s upbringing in the Filmore backwoods (don’t bother looking it up) leave a soulful, adorable (but not downtrodden, thank fuck) country voice ringing in your ears; while Kate’s (iron?) lungs force air through her chiseled larynx that will flatten noses and shatter tailbones as you’re whisked away to a fully imagined world teeming with scruff, plaid, and booze.

They’re also quite dynamic. No two songs sound much alike in their set. Their influences, ranging from Pavement to The Jesus and Mary Chain, are worn on their collective sleeve, but are mixed so finely that you forget that this milkshake is just milk and ice cream. They are distinct. They are Cottage Jefferson. And sure, it may be made of milk and ice cream, but most importantly, it’s a fucking milkshake.

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