Sam Riggs Band, Shane Smith & the Saints – Tickets – Gypsy Sally’s – Washington, DC – November 1st, 2017

Sam Riggs Band, Shane Smith & the Saints

Gypsy Sally's Presents

Sam Riggs Band

Shane Smith & the Saints

Wed, November 1, 2017

Doors: 7:00 pm / Show: 8:00 pm

Advance $12/ Day of Show $14 + Fees

This event is 21 and over


Sam Riggs Band: Austin, TX Country Rock

Shane Smith & The Saints: Folk/Rock/Country

Online sales stop at 5pm day of show then tickets are available at door unless posted as sold out.

Sam Riggs Band
Sam Riggs Band
Sam Riggs was flying a single-engine plane from Austin, Texas, to San Angelo in the spring of
2017 when he heard the oddest sound: Nothing. Catastrophic engine failure. He’d lost all power, and had
about 6,500 feet to figure out how to escape a potentially fatal problem.
“There was,” he admits, “a moment of panic, a moment that felt very surreal.”
But Riggs pulled it together. With the help of air traffic control, he found an abandoned airstrip
on a Lone Star cattle ranch and touched down without a scratch. One of his most perilous moments ended
up becoming one of his smoothest landings as a pilot.
It’s something of a metaphor for Riggs’ life. He’s a wild live performer, an inveterate risk-taker
and an enthusiastic adventurer. As a self-sustaining, independent singer/songwriter, he’s taken a leap of
faith on more than one occasion, always willing to back up his plunges with a voracious amount of work.
So he shrugs it off a bit when he thinks about how close he came to the edge in his aviation exercise.
“That’s just how my life has always gone,” Riggs says with a laugh. “I’ve sort of become used to
The sense of daring is a key element in Riggs’ brand of country, a rock-infused sound with a chip
on its sonic shoulder from a guy who counts Garth Brooks, Foo Fighters, George Jones and Blink-182
among his influences. Between the swampy, thumping hard-rock crunch of “Angola’s Lament,” the
mysterious darkness of “Long Shot” and the feverish snarl of “High On A Country Song,” all of those
raucous, rebellious elements find their place inside the boundary-pushing attitude on the two albums and
two EPs Riggs has created on his own dime since 2010.
The music has become an essential piece of the red-dirt scene in Texas, though it’s earning a
distinct spot in the national consciousness as well. Riggs’ last album – the 2016 release Breathless,
distributed by indie Thirty Tigers – debuted at No. 12 on the Billboard Country Albums chart.
Others would view it as a major accomplishment to land in the same turf occupied by established
acts backed by classically-branded companies, such as RCA Records, MCA, Warner Bros. or Columbia.
But for Riggs, it’s just another plateau on the way to something bigger, even if he’s not sure what that
something is.
“Life is full of mountains,” Riggs maintains, embracing the challenge. “I have to have something
to climb. As soon as I climb one mountain peak, I’m looking for the next one, and that’s sort of what
music has been for me all along.”
While much of Riggs’ life has been lived uphill, he’s confronted at least as many emotional
challenges as geographical ones. He hails from St. Cloud, Florida, where the Everglades create a flat,
steamy environment. Disney World and the beach were both within driving distance, but neither was part
of his reality. He was surrounded by orange groves, cattle ranches, snakes and wetlands. And his home
life was less than ideal. His parents split when Riggs was 2 and his older brother, Mike, was 4. The stress
his mother faced created a childhood that he now considers “tumultuous.”
But music provided some relief. His mother, author K.J. Radebaugh, turned the home into their
own personal coffeehouse at night, playing guitar for her boys and taking requests – three songs apiece –
before they went to bed. Her performances of “Me And Bobby McGee,” Irish folks songs and “Mammas,
Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys” gave Sam an early taste for country music.
In the meantime, Riggs’ dad took him to see Garth Brooks in Orlando in 1998 on the three-year
world tour that preceded his retirement. The effects and Brooks’ command of the audience were mindblowing,
and life-changing, to a 10-year-old.
“When they played ‘The Thunder Rolls,’ all the lights went out in the arena, and then the thunder
rolled in, and there he was in a spotlight on the stage playing that guitar,” Riggs recalls. “The rain was
coming down around him, and it was like, ‘This is unreal. I have to do this.’ I had already wanted to be a
singer – every little kid wants to be a singer at some point – but it was like, ‘This is it, I have to find a
way to do this.’ And I’ve been chasing it ever since.”
Sam and Mike both picked up the guitar, and Sam moved on to the trumpet and drums by the
time he hit high school. He immersed himself in percussion and went on occasion to downtown clubs in
Orlando to watch his instructor play with some jazz bands.
“It’s all about syncopation, it’s all about technique, it’s all about thinking ahead,” Riggs says, of
the drums. “You have two hands doing two different things at the same time and your feet doing two
different things at the same time. It teaches you a lot, it teaches you to focus.”
Riggs was restless, though, and his rebel spirit kept him from fully embracing the school band’s
regimen. He was asked to leave the drum line, but that experience still influences his music today. There’s
an oblique homage to that period in the marching-band percussion in the closing minute of one of his
songs, “Lucky Ones.” And Riggs is known to pull out a drum in sections of his live shows.
Not long after high school ended, Riggs left the state in his pursuit of the music. He had two
obvious options: Nashville or Austin. Texas won out – his aunt was moving there, and Riggs thought that
made the Lone Star State practical.
“If things went wrong in Nashville, I didn’t really have any couches nearby,” he says.
Riggs had already been writing songs informally in Florida, but he got serious about it in his new
life. He picked up a welding job to fund himself and enrolled at Austin Community College, where he
took a songwriting course taught by Robert Skiles. Riggs became obsessive about the subject – so much
so that, once again, a teacher asked him to quit.
“I stopped going to all my other classes,” Riggs says. “At the end of class one day, he said,
‘Riggs, see me after.’ I went down and he said, ‘I need you to drop out. You’re not going to college,
you’re just coming to my class.’”
But Skiles’ dismissal wasn’t entirely negative. He told Riggs point-blank, “You’re supposed to be
out there doing it.”
School wasn’t the only thing that came to a close. Riggs lost his primary welding gig, too, but he
became the ultimate freelancer, picking up odd jobs with his own gear as a welder and playing clubs with
his band, which he eventually branded the Night People, a name derived from a line in “Rabbit,” a song
by another of Riggs’ mentors, Americana icon Ray Wylie Hubbard. When the economy crashed in the
late-2000s, the work dried up, and Riggs took what he calls “the ultimate gamble.” He sold his welding
equipment and his truck and invested the money to make his second EP, 2012’s Lighthouse.
It was the equivalent of turning the engine off by choice, just to see if he could land the plane
under his own guidance. In Sam Riggs style, the risk paid off. People discovered the music, his ticket
sales spiked, and he found himself a working musician with his own band and a distinctive sound.
To date, he’s racked up more than 2.2 million streams on Spotify and over 600,000 views on
YouTube. A number of his singles hit the upper levels of the Texas charts, including the ultra-country
“Hold On A Let Go,” the thumping concert re-creation “High On A Country Song” and his vulnerable
“Second Hand Smoke.” To top it off, Riggs picked up the Texas Regional Radio Award in 2016 for Top
New Male Vocalist.
Now hoping to break into the Top 10 on the Billboard Country Albums chart with his next
release, Riggs sees this project as a crucial one. He’s purposely slowed down the recording process,
making sure that if the album gets increased attention, it’ll live up to the hype.
That’s not a sign that he’s gone soft. Riggs has always marched to his own drum line, and a book
by Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, crystallized for him the importance of choosing
“It talks about living your life like a movie, that you get one shot,” Riggs says. “How many times
can you look back on your life and say, ‘Man, that was incredible?’ It comes down to choices. Do you
want to spend a Sunday on the couch watching movies? Or do you want to spend a Sunday skydiving?
That’s a memory.”
It’s why Sam Riggs can keep his composure in the middle of catastrophic engine failure. It’s why
he could drain his assets to invest in an uncertain future as a musician. And it’s why both his albums and
his concerts are fueled with a bit of daring and unpredictability. Riggs is an adventurer. That’s true in his
music, and true in his life.
“I need to push it to the edge,” he says. “I don’t know how to be any other way.”
Shane Smith & the Saints
Shane Smith & the Saints
Shane Smith and the Saints unleash a spirited, four-part harmony sound at every show that music fans can’t quite put their finger on, yet have no trouble putting their hands together for.

Hints of folk, rock, country and Americana all shine through an aggressive, rootsy fiddle beat stew that’s connecting with students, hipsters, bikers, roughnecks and songwriter buffs at every stop.

Although Springsteen long ago cornered the market on gritty, high-energy live performances, the band takes a back seat to no one in grinding out great live shows at legendary venues across the Southwest and beyond.

With driving beats reminiscent of Mumford & Sons and jams that echo the Band of Horses, their engaging live shows channel influences from Flogging Molly to Creedence Clearwater Revival. The sound starts with Shane’s smoky rich voice out in front of songs that connect with fans on many levels.

Rooted on stage to Shane’s left you'll find Kentucky fiddle player and long-time friend Bennett Brown. Guitarist Tim Allen, Chase Satterwhite on bass and Bryan McGrath on percussion provide the soaring leads and back beat.

The good word is getting around. Sold-out gigs in Dallas, Lubbock, Amarillo and Austin as well as regional festival appearances show that they’re inspiring a fan base and gaining momentum. The band has toured hard through Missouri, Louisiana, New Mexico, Tennessee, Illinois, Indiana, Wyoming, Iowa, Kansas, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Colorado and Mississippi this year, taking their brand to new audiences.

Opportunities to build an even wider fan base continue to open up. This fall, they’re heading across the pond to perform at the Red Dirt Pub Crawl in Dublin, Ireland.

It’s no surprise the band’s songs have an authentic edge. Shane, who hails from Kaufman County in northeast Texas, insists the lyrics hold lots of weight, so he takes no shortcuts in crafting each song. Inspiration comes at the strangest times. He’s notorious for writing songs on the back of whatever’s within reach, whether a traffic ticket, hotel notepad or his smartphone.
You know the band is on the right track when fans approach them after live gigs to say, “I don’t really like country, but I liked that."

Look for Shane Smith and the Saints in your area soon as they hit the road in support of their new album, Geronimo.
Venue Information:
Gypsy Sally's
3401 K Street NW
Washington, DC, 20007