The Palace returns to the place where LA’s Tombstones set sail, and the pleasures of seeing into their private world of songwriting.
Fear may be the sign you’re getting closer to the truth, but it’s still a hard place to be right now.
Healing the soul of America is where we begin. Breathe, rest, and be kind to one another.
Everyone counts, in every counting, exhausted but traveling on.
An epic moment in our country’s history.
One year gone, and a lifetime of remembering. The Palace just isn’t the same.
An acoustic, modern-classic record from a road-dog band that strips bare the question: do we fight on or do we run. Answer: we fight!
The Palace was also Untide Records, once upon a time. We pressed our LPs at Rainbo. They were cool, all the folks at the plant. Gonna miss you forever. Thank you!