COIN – Tickets – Georgia Theatre – Athens, GA – October 23rd, 2018


Zero Mile Presents


Arlie, Wanderwild

Tue · October 23, 2018

Doors: 7:30 pm / Show: 8:15 pm

Georgia Theatre

$22.00 - $25.00

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This event is all ages

Excitement has been brewing for Nashville-based band COIN -- Chase Lawrence (vocals/keys), Joe Memmel (guitar/vocals), Ryan Winnen (drums) and Zach Dyke (bass) -- since their 2015 single, "Run." Their debut self-titled album, produced by Grammy-winning producer Jay Joyce (Cage the Elephant, Sleeper Agent), was released in the summer of 2015 and established COIN as a band bred for widespread acceptance.

Chase and Joe first crossed paths at Nashville's Belmont University, where they sat next to each other in a music theory class. Soon after the two decided to try writing music together, Ryan and Zach were introduced to them through mutual friends. The band then decided that they needed recorded music in order for promoters to book them to play live, so they recorded four songs at their school and released them for free on the internet. When they started playing local shows around Nashville, COIN quickly attracted a highly enthusiastic and loyal live following.

The group has since toured non-stop with acts such as Walk The Moon, Passion Pit, Young the Giant, Neon Trees and others, perfecting their sound and energetic live performance. Billboard hailed them as "new wave crash-course survivors," destined to "break the Nashville mold." SPIN, NYLON, and Stereogum praised them as up-and-comers to watch, as 2015's "Run" became a heavy rotation pillar on Sirius XM radio's Alt Nation, (the 5th most spun song of the year for the popular radio platform). Snapchat included them in their Best Of The Year artists list, and The Atlantic cited them as one of their 21 bands to check out. The band has also played memorable slots at summer music festivals such as Lollapalooza, Shaky Knees, and Firefly that have created unrelenting anticipation for their sophomore album, which they are currently working diligently on in Nashville, Los Angeles, and New York in between tour dates.

In May 2016, COIN released a well-received (and quickly growing) preview of their second album with an infectious new single called "Talk Too Much," which Chase has described as an impromptu change of pace from intensive touring: "The song came out easier than any song I've ever written. We had just come off of a two-month tour and we wanted to slow it down to the likes of '80s new wave. It's a song about my inability to leave things unsaid." The track has struck a resounding chord with both pop and alternative fans alike due to its presence on a multitude of Spotify playlists, the continued support of Alt Nation and FM stations across the country.
It all started one ordinary day in the mines.

The year was 1816, and times were tough in small-town Arlia. As The Whistler left for work that morning, he wasn’t sure how he would afford to feed his standard poodle and his three beautiful, slimy piglets that night if he didn’t strike gold. Nonetheless, he turned the key, started up his mammoth, and rode off into the rising sun.

By late afternoon The Whistler had been chipping away at the subterranean rock walls for 7 sweltering hours, praying to the rock gods he would hear the resonant “cling” of a shiny new bitcoin, with each heave of his axe-- when all of the sudden, as if straight from the Donald Almighty himself, a catchy little earworm wriggled its way into The Whistler’s temporal lobe.

He began whistling the tune aloud so that he would not forget it. As he went on, whistling and hacking away, he found himself smiling, overcome with a feeling that there was hope for the human race. He knew he must preserve this melody and share it with the world above ground, so that all might join in this bright hope.

Those around him in the mineshaft took note of The Whistler’s cheerfulness. It greatly irritated them, for there was certainly nothing to be cheerful about in 1816. They muttered to one another in disapproval, and passive-aggressively prodded The Whistler to stop whistling. But The Whistler did not notice, for he was so intently focused on his tune—one distraction and the melody might be lost forever.

The other miners, growing increasingly agitated, began to grumble and toss insults at The Whistler. Soon, one pebble-sized insult hit The Whistler on the shoulder. But The Whistler did not even flinch. Aggravated by The Whistler’s continued composure, the miners gathered around him, throwing larger and heavier insults, some leaving bruises and breaking the skin. Yet The Whistler kept whistling away, now more determined than ever.

The Whistler knew that the others would go on throwing whatever libels and taunts they could find on the filthy cavern floor, until they ran out or grew tired. The pain would be over soon. So The Whistler doubled down and maintained his focus. He was still faced away from the mob, cheerfully chiseling at the groovy rock wall.

Just then, up from the back of the horde came the biggest, strongest, and meanest of them all, who was called Fork. Fork was not actually a miner himself, but he took it upon himself to tell the other miners what to do, and they all listened to his sharp words with trembling trepidation.

Fork approached The Whistler menacingly, lifting up a 375-pound Judgment in his massive meathooks. The others wanted to stop him, but they were afraid of Fork, for he was bigger and stronger than any three of them combined. Besides, they thought, even such a giant as Fork would surely not be able to pitch such a tremendous stone. But Fork stepped closer and closer to The Whistler, hoisting the great Ad Hominem higher and higher with each stride. When he was only two paces from The Whistler, he heaved the great Normative Boulder high over his head, ready to bring it down upon The Whistler by surprise...

BUT there were four brave and noble souls among the miners, who were known as The Squad. The Squad knew that only as a foursome could they overpower the mighty Fork. And so, seizing the moment, The Squad rushed at Fork. Each grabbing a limb, they tackled the giant to the ground with a heavy THUD!

At that very instant, as if triggered by the impact, a deep rumbling rose up from beneath the mine, along with a low-pitched roar emanating from the surrounding walls in all directions. The ominous sound grew louder and louder, the quaking stronger and stronger, until…

BUURRRRRP! A most foul wind with a force stronger than a hurricane swept the whole company off their feet. As they rocketed through the cavern, they discovered they were
not in a mineshaft after all, but inside of a Big, Fat Esophagus.

Before this could all sink in, they had passed through the Pharynx, the Larynx, and had to duck their heads as they whizzed under the Colossal Uvula and into the cavernous opening of a Big, Fat Mouth.

They saw taste bud hills beneath them, and white-capped, molar mountains further off on either side. Up ahead, blinding daylight shone through a wide opening, which, upon examination, appeared to be shrinking by the second. But at the last moment, as if by some miracle, these five chosen ones were propelled into the free air just before the upper and lower incisors touched.

Beneath them was a new and unseen realm, a vast expanse of possibility. Through the sky they fell, and they fell, and they fell. For two hundred years, they accelerated downward at 9.81 m/s^2.

It dawned upon the Five Falling Miners that they would never again see their old mountain home. So they named themselves “Arlie,” as a tribute to their homeland.

At last, in 2016 Arlie landed in a little town the locals liked to call "The Athens of the South," hitting the ground at a final velocity of 61,875.6 x10^6 m/s, and they disintegrated on impact, right on 12th Avenue S. between Eldey's Barbecue and Montrose Ave, where their remains splattered onto a white brick wall.
ATHENS BASED WANDERWILD is Matt Martin, Wes Gregory, Ian White, and Taylor Cotton. The project was initially crafted as a solo venture for Martin, who used Wanderwild to house his output as a singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and producer. In early 2017, the project found new exciting territory. Quickly after the release of Fleeting, Wanderwild transitioned from being a solo venture with a rotating cast of live players to a stable lineup of collaborators. With the addition of Wes Gregory on drums, Ian White on guitar, and Taylor Cotton on bass, the band began working on a new LP. In Due Time builds on the musical and lyrical themes established in Fleeting, while also welcoming brand new aesthetics and approaches. With heightened dynamic range and diverse production techniques, In Due Time is an exercise in artistic flexibility, while being an undeniably exciting listening experience.
Venue Information:
Georgia Theatre
215 N. Lumpkin St
Athens, GA, 30601