What does John Henry & Sons do?
Imagine dry branches crackling in the flames, warming the cool autumn air. At a distance, a banjo is heard sounding those ancient tones, reliving the triumphs and tragedies of our ancestors, telling our story. You stand atop the mountain and gaze into the sunset, bitter brew in your blistered and callused hands, ruminating on your art and running over the bones of a brand new song.
We bring that to the web.