There were the Byrds, then the Flying Burritos, and a few other notable bands from Los Angeles in the 1960s into the 1970s, and then I See Hawks in L.A. picked up the thread. Their sound might be embedded in the Hollywood Freeway, but underneath it’s really torqued by the Mojave Desert. Listen and hear not only what has come before, but what is also right around the next bend. Really, everything on their ear-opening new album, On Your Way, feels like a new day of music is rising.
