JP Haynie

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JP Haynie is a 25-year-old songwriter and musician from Salt Lake City, Utah. In 2005 he recorded Mexico Tape while living in the mountains of Puebla, Mexico. These songs were recorded on a portable General Electric tape recorder and sent to a friend in Utah who distributed the tape to friends and family there. 

Upon returning from Mexico in 2008, JP recorded Turn Out The Lights as a collaborative effort with each musician spread throughout a large gallery, straight to one track with minimal overdubs. He followed the recording with a short tour of Idaho, Washington, Oregon and California accompanied by good friend OK Ikumi.

In 2010 Brendan Massei’s Epiphysis Foundation released an expanded version of Mexico Tape which included eight new songs also recorded in Mexico on a portable General Electric tape recorder.

2011 sees the release of The Sand, 12 songs recorded at home on a cassette 8 track. These recordings are Haynie’s best ever. Heavily influenced by scenes of the desert he saw from the car as a kid, he has written songs that should be played on those drives.  The LP will be released summer 2011 by Wild kindness Records.


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"There are those albums that I hear that totally demoralize me, that remind me of my complete lack of creative talent. Turn Out The Lights is one of those albums. Simple chords, simple melodies, simple words that express thoughts and feelings so much better than I’m ever able to. The album is easy listening from start to finish. JP finds a way to make his melodies catchy and so pretty, something that’s not often accomplished these days. His high but smooth voice doesn’t match his bulky, beardy appearance but matches his soft picking kind, lyrics perfectly."

Indie Rock Reviews

"A tall man with a dark moustache and glasses humbly took the stage with a band of similarly unobtrusive friends. Two electric guitars, bass, drums and a mini-synth began to gently pump in unison. Imagine dragging the weight of the world behind you in a crippling snow storm. One guitar ate the distortion of another like a wolf. I sensed winter’s cold, instinctively shook my head, and closed my eyes as if Haynie was about to begin a prayer. His voice shook, but it felt human. His music was focused. Each song had a single theme and was easy to keep track of. I scanned the crowd to see if everyone else was as into this as I was. Most people were nodding at Haynie as if reverently consenting to the emotions they felt. Sounds occasionally crescendo, but force was used sparingly. The entire band ended resolutely with the most harmonious chord of the set and the crowd slowly retreated back into the frigid night. Haynie put on one of the finest local shows of the year."

Slug Magazine