Devon Sproule

UK Band Tour Fall 2023


Howdy & holy crap, I have a TOUR ANNOUNCEMENT today:

Devon Sproule – UK Band Tour
w/ support from Marker Starling

Sep 9 – Gateshead – The Sage**
Sep 10 – London – Barbican Centre**
Sep 11 – Brighton – The Greys
Sep 14 – Coventry – The Tin Music & Arts
Sep 16 – Newcastle – Gosforth Civic Theatre
Sep 17 – Glasgow – Glad Cafe
Sep 18 – Birmingham – Kitchen Garden Cafe
Sep 19 – London – The Lexington

**solo set supporting The Unthanks’ reissue celebration! Thanks, old friends, for the beautiful invite that got this tour in motion ❤️

I bought the sweater in this pic from a friend’s vintage stall in Coventry — my overseas home-away-from-home — on one of my first UK tours. It’s been so so long! Thank you promoters, ticket buyers, and longtime supporters for giving me an opportunity re-connect with longlost loved ones, and to see & feel these beautiful places again.

Special thanks to Tin Angel Productions for organizing and to Marker Starling AKA my dear friend Chris AKA one of my favorite artists ever for coming over from Toronto to support the tour and play in my band ⭐

all together in the shadow + new hats

we are “all together in the shadow” in our “new hats” my friends


sun rider & otto sam – 2 new songs out



hiya 🙂  you can click the titles below to hear some of the new songs and HERE to hear / download the whole songs



Sun Rider

Written at The Soundfront Inn on Ocracoke Island by a group of friends passing around a piece of paper on the beach, then organized and put to music by Devon and her brother-in-law, Jonathan Mills.  Jonathan also played guitar.  Other brother Matt Curreri played piano.  Gabe & Sonya Silver sang, along with Devon, Jonathan, and Paul (who played and mixed everything else).  Special guest singing by Willow Silver.

Otto Sam

It was shortly before I said goodbye to the ketamine therapist, right before I disappeared into it, I mean.  We’d been chatting since the injection, but now his voice was starting to smear.

“Why can’t I just be a hobo, hitchhiking on a caravan or something… my feet sticking out the back of a wagon?”

I had an eye mask on, but I could tell he was smiling.  “I dunno, Paul,” he said.    “It sounds pretty dusty.   Bumpy…”

“Wait.  So you’re saying my broken cars and whiney daughter are my dust and rocks?”

“See?  Maybe you’re not as far away from a hobo as you thought.”

Funny guy.

I was just out listening to Jose Gonzalez again, trying to figure out why I keep coming back to it right now.  It’s like all the eagerness / energy of a passionately religious person, only his conviction is explicitly away from faith and toward togetherness through other means… people, the earth, etc.  AND the sound of his music totally matches that.  It’s like an earthy atheist dancing — y’know, like rhythmic and digging in, one-man jam band w/ a nice dark edge.  Paul and I interviewed him once and he was like that in-person, too (if I’m remembering right; it was a long time ago) — thoughtful, quietly opinionated, funny, looking for connection but in a sort of guarded way.

making music w/ paul

Hi, it’s November 2021. There are some murmurs of re-booking that cancelled overseas tour. In the meantime, Paul and I are making new music over here.  xo!

things we can do

expanding on some of the ideas i posted to my online show event the other day:

– get on twitter and amplify the voices of protesters
I initially followed a bunch of the people who an active, outspoken, thoughtful friend of mine followed, then expanded from there.  Listen to Black women!
– take cues from black leaders
– protest
– support candidates (especially for district attorney) who focus on equity
Real Justice is an organization working to elect progressive DAs nationally.  One of my personal goals is to become more informed about local candidates, here in central VA.  If you are doing your own local research and want support / enthusiasm, feel free to reach out.
– talk to our kids about racism
It’s better to explain it awkwardly than not explain it at all, so don’t worry if you don’t feel like an expert!  Recommend the Integrated Schools podcast.
– donate to bail funds for protesters
An easy Google.  I’m contributing money raised from the show to the Richmond Community Bail Fund and 400+1 Bail Fund (Austin)
– support black-owned businesses
– educate ourselves about race & racism
How to Be An Antiracist, by Ibram Kendi.  Seeing White podcast from Scene On Radio.  The Breakdown with Shaun King.
– educate ourselves about the history of rebellion in our country, then talk to our friends & family about it
Can start here: The Double Standard of the American Riot
– don’t stop

Hi guys.  I’m looking forward to hanging with the TRANZAC / Holy Oak Family Singers family tomorrow night on instagram and playing a few songs.  I chose these three and I thought I might post the lyrics here, in case anyone wants to read along or revisit later.  I’m also playing every Sunday at 1:30pm EDT these days, on my fb live page.


I don’t want to make you mad. I don’t want to hold you back. I’ll show my colours now.  You haven’t felt the fire inside.  You haven’t heard the stormy night.  I’ll show my colours now. I never said I could change.

I never said I could change the way I am like it was nothing.

I can be gentle when I’m trying to sell, generous when it serves me well.  I hide my colours well.  I wanna wear them on my sleeve.  The things you say, I wanna believe, but oh, my colours.  You don’t have to pretend if you don’t understand.

You should be afraid to dig that line.  But if you are brave, you might find blue under the robin’s nest, green to lie back against.  Find my colours.

I never said I could stay.  I never said I could stay and play this game like it was nothing.

(this song was very satisfying to help write.  there’s nothing like working on a song that’s already started, which this one was, by mike o’neill.  for me, it was about hiding behind a transparent personality…like, you act like you have nothing to hide, and you mostly do, but that transparent front covers the rest of it)


Snap Shudder

If you’re gonna run, run on the grass.  Don’t be anyone’s half a man.  If you’re gonna love, do it fast.
Do it if you have the chance.

When you were young, you were the star.  You wrote all the songs and drew the cards. Going up the rungs, looking through the bars…you started running on the hardest part.  Snap, snap, shudder.

It should feel good.  If you’re doing it right, it should feel like that one summer in the river.  How can I remember?  How can I be sure where we’re going?

How did you forget climbing up that tree?  not noticing the night til you couldn’t see.  Writing out her name big in the snow: the brown and green down on the ground below.  When we’re apart, I confuse who is my idea, and who is you…the smell of your mouth, the sound of your laugh…you can’t listen to a photograph …that goes snap, snap, shutter.  Still, it feels good, just knowing that you’re there, growing out your hair, frowning at your macbook. Honey, can you see where we’re going?

Maybe it’s a blessing, getting messy.  It’s a workout, getting burned out.  How’d we get here? Through a shit year.  We’ve been running fast.  If you’re gonna run, run on the grass.  Don’t be anyone’s half a man.  If you’re gonna love, do it for free.  Do it like you did to me.  Snap shudder.

(this was a request at a recent streaming show and it took a while to relearn…there’s a version of it on our patreon that is so beautiful, thanks to my Bernice friends who played on it.  a lot of the lyrics are about the pain/pleasure of nostalgia and the worry of looking ahead.  also how music can become less fun when you try to do it for money.  ahead of a music education meeting the other day, i was reading about how the more recreational your music experience, the more stress it relieves…no surprise!)


On Closer Inspection

No one’s moving; it’s one big lull.  Arms are hurting for something to hold. Legs are reaching to run, muscles moving on their own. On closer inspection, there’s something circling.  Something needs to be said.  What am I saying instead?

The bamboo’s triumphed. Buried trash. Nothing I planted is coming. Nothing I’m eating is mine. Washing and washing, my hands are dry.  On closer inspection, there’s something’s growing — some Solomon’s Seal, American ginseng.

Nothing doing; it’s a stagnant chapter.  I’m never gonna find myself, crawling behind this slowass tractor, slumping down a perfume greenbelt.  On closer inspection, there’s someone dancing: a chesty lady cloud, a little finger pointing up from the ground.

(the second verse of this new song was inspired by my friend Diane Cluck who planted a bunch of little native seedlings, thought they all died, and then discovered them still alive in the spring!  about the pace of virus times.  how are bodies are doing with it)

April 6

Another early morning on our (Monacan) plot here in Fry’s Spring.  Thanks for all the feedback on the last Patreon song.  Got to hear what Paul’s been working on yesterday, during Ray’s nap.  It’s beautiful; can’t wait to share.  How are you guys?  Maybe see you at an online show soon?  Sweet Carrie & Danny are offering to help us wrap our heads around how to run one.  Love from us!

Pink Noise UK Tour w/ Marker Starling


April 3 – UK Bristol, Folk House
April 5 – UK Brighton, Prince Albert
April 6 – UK Birmingham, Kitchen Garden Cafe
April 8 – UK Glasgow, Hug and Pint
April 9 – UK Letham, Letham Nights
April 10 – UK Newcastle, Gosforth Civic Centre
April 11 – UK Chester, St Marys
April 12 – UK Cambridge, Junction
April 13 – UK London, Lexington

toronto gals

Ray and I have been having small dance parties to this song.  I love the long arc of the melody and the reference (maybe accidental) to new bodies .  Speaking of Bernice, Robin is part of a new podcast that’s great called Soft Chew.  AND they have a new video, featuring a small dance party by these new bodies: