HEAP EP by HEAP

"Delivered with grit, conviction, truth" - American Songwriter

“HEAP’s tough pop sensibilities stick in your head... Factor in left-of-the-dial vulnerability and you’ve got something that’s loud and moving.” - The Village Voice

Does this mean anything to you: Continental, Coney Island High, Lakeside, Hanks’. Well, even if it doesn’t, you probably have one in your hometown - the kind of dives that real rock and roll bands play, while your feet stick to the floor. You know the place.

HEAP are rock and roll band from NYC. They played all those legendary places in NYC and they’d play in that one place in your town.

Rock and roll is a feeling. So imagine this and try to feel it:

Kids who came up from the CB’s hard-core matinees when they were 12. Kids whose relatives were cops and/or going to the island meant visiting time rather than a jitney. Fights at White Castle. That’s where songs come from. Crowded sweaty rooms, beer floors, sirens outside, NYC percolating. Always summer even when its winter. And you all have broken hearts, fucked up friends, and frustrations galore where you might find yourself. You’ll feel it in this band’s songs.

But WAIT! It is actually about the songs! If Westerberg was from Brooklyn, and you dig the pathos of Lonely Planet Boy. And now they have a new EP. It’s produced by another one of those guys, Eric Ambel (Del Lords, Joan Jett!!!) who has his own legend, and it rocks. The song “No Mas” spingles it in with those early Replacements guitars, then it hits you, I’ve had this song in my head since I first loved this kind of music and now someone wrote it. (Roberto Duran said it, but Tim Heap wrote it, editor please complain…) Then there’s “Renting,”which could be very cool Keef, then there is this other song, “You Remind Me of Me”, in which the actual line is …”you remind me of me, when I’m being and asshole.” OK, who doesn’t wish they’d written that line or at least has not felt it. With the aforementioned feet sticking to the floor. HEAP, man.

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