176 mixes with tracks by “Sam+Amidon”

Ultimate NEW FOLK* mix, over 60 songs of banjo pluckin mountain men (and women) including The Tallest Man on Earth, The Bowerbirds and First Aid Kit

*(Encompass Nu-Folk, Freak Folk, Folk Revival, Hipster Folk and Indie Folk genres)

Nothing beats the feeling of sun on your neck, a smile on your lips, and the sound of really good music playing softly in the background of your consciousness.
Includes music by Passenger, The Honey Trees, and Of Monsters and Men.

Will you swim with me in seas of sadness and float
on waves of laughter?

Includes music from The National, Other Lives, and Message To Bears.

A collection of beautifully strummed tunes from the past and present, ending with a piano piece that will blow your mind.

all these songs have banjo in them, even if it's for only a moment in some. my favorite instrument, enjoi!

Bluegrass inspired folk, as it should be.

Eleven tracks including music by Whiskey Shivers, Acorntribe, and Charlie Parr.

for a beautiful morning-a day-off-a quiet house-having breakfast-drinking coffee-reading-walking/sitting in the park-mellowing-chillinggg (23tracks)

do you feel like a remnant of something that's past? do you find things are moving just a little too fast? do you hope to find new ways, of quenching your thirst? do you hope to find new ways of doing better than your worst..

Matthew Robert Cooper, Nick Drake, Sam Amidon
Working progress

Seduce my mind and you can have my body, find my soul and I'm forever yours. Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. [Being “in love”, any fool can do] Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. 4 hours. For you.

Eighteen tracks with Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros, Iron & Wine, The Rolling Stones, and more.

"Tasting the winds, that are footless,
Waist-deep in history --"
-Sylvia Plath