In 2005, a roadside fortune teller in Mississippi told Amy Clay to move to Boston. So she packed up her 2000 pound piano and her eight pound chihuahua and drove East just as the winds of Katrina swept into her hometown of Jackson. Not really knowing what else to do once she arrived, Amy Clay spent her first six months dancing around Boston pretending to be in an iPod commercial.
Around this same time, Josh Cole moved back to town after some highlonesome traveling out West. He had his guitar and his philosophy degree and he knew how to use them both. Since Amy Clay also had both of those things, they decided to get engaged. In fact in the third conversation they ever had, Amy Clay told Josh Cole, "I've got a feeling we're going to be best friends; why don't we just go ahead and get married." Very philosophical, yet effective nonetheless.
So they joined forces in life and in love and finally in music in 2008 as the Fool Saints, an indie rock amalgamation reminiscent of dreams where you fly or show up at school naked. Ethereal and raw, the Fool Saints are for real. Amy Clay's Mississippi Delta storytelling roots mingle with Josh Cole's frenetic contemplations to form a cross-pollination that would make all Southern Oracles proud.
