Hailing from the end of hurricanes, where the ocean pulls sand into the undertow, HopesAndDrums craft impressions of a time that land forgot.
Featured in the January ‘24 issue of Italian art magazine, Prompt.
Exibited at Mass MOAA Museum of Art based in Florence, Massachusetts
HopesAndDrums’ distinct voice cuts through the noise with a blend of dreamlike imagery, evocative symbolism, and conceptual nuance; a mysterious persona, crafting works of what they call “a time that land forgot.”
Their visual art has been featured in the Italian art magazine Prompt, exhibited at the Mass MOAA museum, and can be seen in the pages of Mood Bling and Design Innovation.
HopesAndDrums’ music has been described as “cobbled scraps of sonic tech ... a must-listen for anyone who appreciates the history of electronic music.” Their forthcoming releases on the Mashit label have been leaking a series of music videos. They are also said to have co-founded the earlymusicrave movement.
Using mixed media techniques, including writing, music, digital art, painting, bookmaking, and video, HopesAndDrums work is rooted in personal experience, often serving as a diary or memoir, transforming fleeting moments into vibrant expressions.
While their work adds to the rubbish pile of fleeting, superficial trends, it also brings audiences to fantastical places where familiar motifs can bend into forms just disorienting enough to encourage self-reflection.
A few miles inland, where the last local Indian was killed, and the hill was not named for him, the mighty Sachems became small-town mascots, revered by sports fans with no knowledge of their legacy. This is where HopesAndDrums ate wild apples and strawberries and cut their teeth on 4-track soundscapes.
The rural farmland turned commuter town, nestled between tourist destinations and post-industrial decay, was fertile for the underground mainstream of HopesAndDrums.
The haze of bouncing between town and garden gave way to dusk crickets, forming a backdrop for HopesAndDrums.
Meanwhile, as car-oriented development increased the online disruption of another formerly vibrant downtown, HopesAndDrums’ music lived on in lieu of an outlet. In fact, the farther it moved from the mainstream, the more cohesive their sound became.
HopesAndDrums laid on old oak floorboards and blasted sonic experiments across the pond behind the asbestos-clad house.
Four distinct seasons each felt special as framed by the others and played a crisp role in the development of HopesAndDrums’ sound.
As coldness dropped to meet post-Puritan isolation, HopesAndDrums developed connections to deeper truths.
Moments of near-perfection can exist if one is open to the possible of everything. All HopesAndDrums converge there, awaiting experience.